Nail Salon Experience
I’ve lived in Harrisonburg for a short time but have been visiting this area for about 12 years. Throughout this time, I have been a patron to the same nail salon and have not strayed. Until Today. Its a new year and I wanted to try something new and close by to my house. The nail salon I went to today is 7 minutes away from my house while the one I usually go to is 20 minutes away.
Closer is better, right? Wrong.
I showed up at the nail salon a few minutes past 10am (They open at 10) and they already had 5 people in line for pedicures. I was excited because if everyone was waiting on this salon, theres a reason, right?
There was a hispanic couple, and 2 mom and daughter pairs, who were both white, and then there was me. While I was greeted and sat down prior to the last pair, I was last to be served. I tried to not to think too much about it, but I absolutely noticed. Then, the woman started filling up the tub with barely warm water, and when I told her to add hot water, she kept apologizing, but did not heat up the water. She rushed through my pedicure and gave little to no care to her service while everyone around me was getting A++ service. (The mom/daughter pair asked for normal pedicures while I asked for gel, which is a 10 dollar difference in price.) Everyone was getting massages and having their heels cheese grated, and I received none of that. She did do a great job painting my nails, but only after she picked the skin around my nails dry.
While I was the last one to be served, I was the first one finished with my pedicure AND eyebrow wax. (The eyebrow wax was even WORSE) I paid for the services and even left a tip. The tip was not as much as I would usually leave, but it was a tip. Also working in the service industry, I couldn’t not leave her a tip, its against my nature. Even so, I felt so devalued and gross after leaving the salon. This was supposed to be a self validating experience for me as I hit a personal benchmark that I was celebrating.
This experience kicked up a lot of negative thoughts for me: Was the woman new or did she see a Black woman and expected no tip so she didn’t care about her services? I can only assume because I was the only Black person in the salon and everyone else was enjoying their time while I had to sit through a terrible experience. The area I live in is very diverse with many different family makeups and ethnic backgrounds. Even so, I’ve talked to a few Black women who have worked in spaces with different people who are not white, and still experience anti Blackness.
It makes me so sad, but it definitely confirmed that I had a good thing going at my old salon and thats where I’m going to stay!














