Nail

I came across this picture and feel like I'm missing something. What exactly does this represent?

edit: ah. nevermind i got it. lesbian pride yee

I'm a semi-large, bearded, heavily muscled 24 year old young-man that has taken up hobbies including wood working, metallurgy, rock climbing, and all kinds of music with a primary focus in guitar and piano. (I recently finished making a beautiful, seated drafting table out of walnut and ash ! )

Essentially this is all to say, I look and comport myself in many people's image of what being a man truly is. I'm very compassionate and polite, but not afraid to stand my ground and a very hard worker; so all-in-all I think I make a good name for myself.

So there I was on a date with this gal that I met climbing. We had hit it off, and she expressed an interest in me enough to give me her card and tell me to call her, which I did. I include this to show that clearly she wasn't not interested in me.

As we were talking, we found common interests in reddit, certain geeky hobbies like anime, casual drug use like smoking and drinking, and music -- when we got to this topic, clearly I made a (wonderful) mistake. I mentioned that when I was playing guitar a lot more often when I had the time, I would sometimes paint my nails to strengthen the nail-beds so I didn't have any tear or break while plucking over and over again. She hid her mild surprise, but I could tell something was off.

She then commented that men painting their nails is a massive turnoff to her, because "I prefer more manly men, know what I mean?"

I wanted to say 'No, I don't know what you mean. Would you care to explain?' but to be honest just wanted to avoid the confrontation.

After this major halt in the vibe, the date didn't last much longer.

Sorry for the long story, but I'm curious what y'all's thoughts are? Does me having painted nails occasionally make me less of a man? Is that any different from me telling her "well I prefer women who don't share their opinions and stick up for themselves -- you know, more 'girly-girls', know what I mean?"

I walked away feeling as though I had dodged a bullet!

Edit: Holy shit and a half, I hopped on a plane after answering every comment, landed and turned off airplane mode and was assaulted! Thank you all for the kind words of support. I’ve never meant it until now but rip my inbox. TIL there are a lot of cool very accepting people on reddit. Thanks y’all for making my day!

$3232 AUD / per year. ($2463 US)

$860 on Nail salons

$2372 Take out coffee.

I used to justify these as “treats” for myself. It was actually the ritual and habit of going to the cafe/salon etc, which I was hooked on. I can’t think of anything worse now than sitting for long periods in nail salons, will never go back.

Gen 8 really put me off with Dexit, but I did end up picking up the game. While it has many flaws, I think turning the pokemon league into a tournament like it is in the anime was a perfect change. Its always been favorite part of the show, where all of the trainers we've seen to that point all come together and see who's the best. Its awesome, and I'm glad to have finally seen it happen in game. One change I would make is to have an Elite 4 after winning the tournament before the champion, but that's just splitting hairs. What did you guys think of the gen 8 league.

Throwaway as I don't want this tied to my main account.

So I run a small nail salon in my city. Yesterday, this woman came in, and brought her daughter, who was roughly 6? 7? Maybe 8? To be honest, I'm not quite sure of her age but she was definitely in grade school.
Because of how things have been going lately, business has been a little slow, so her daughter waited in the lobby area while the mother had her nails done. She seemed nice, we got to chatting and I mentioned she was my last appointment for the day and that business has been really slow as of late and I might close up early today. She asked if I could do her daughters nails after her own and that she would pay for both sets. I said sure, I love my job and I could definitely use the business! I figured the little girl would want her nails painted, some gems, maybe a few stickers or a cool design and that would be that.
So when the mother was finished and paid, I brought her daughter to my station and started asking her what she liked/what colours she wanted, etc. She looked super excited, but then the mom interrupted and said "she can get what I have!" Mind you this lady has long, full acrylics with heavy gems. So I asked if the little girl just wanted the same colour/maybe some cool gems like mom. The mom interrupted yet again and said "no no, exactly like me! She can be my mini me!" I laughed politely and told her it wasn't good for a child to have acrylic nails as they can damage the natural nail bed, and I would be happy to make a more age-appropriate matching style. She kept insisting and when I wouldn't give in, the mom started getting visibly upset, telling me she didn't understand why I couldn't do that, that it didn't matter, she gets acrylics all the time, etc. I told her that I would not be doing her daughters nails as I didn't want to ruin her natural nails and damage them. The more she tried to convince me, the more I got annoyed, and eventually I told the mom to please leave. The mom got so upset, grabbed her daughter, and left.

I feel like an asshole because I turned away a paying customer and her poor daughter looked so upset. Other nail techs in my position may have just done it anyway. I feel like I could have compromised more. AITA?

instead of actually following the plan? I feel like a parent who just can't get my child to follow directions, the child being me. I haven't been diagnosed officially but I have terrible executive functioning and this particular issue is driving me crazy. It would be nice if I at least respected reminders when they came to my attention. Does anyone else have this issue? How do you get around it? Thanks

Edit: just a note, my worst executive function is switching tasks. I'm probably adhd pi

I love my current nail lady of course that’s why I go but one of the things I look forward to is listening to the secretary talk. She gives me sleepy asmr vibes. Certain people do. It’s nothing sexual but it’s pleasurable.

A week ago I decided to get my nails done after a long break. They were in a very poor state. The lady I frequented before moved cities, so I had to search for another manicurist. I found one on Instagram, she had a sizable following and good reviews. I texted her and set up an appointment.

During the session she kept asking why I had to cut my nails so short (I cut them myself before the appointment to a desired length). I explained that this is the length I can handle in my daily life. She kept frowning a bit throughout the whole session, but overall was nice and attentive. I thought the session went well, my nails looked stunning, at least to me. I was very happy with the result.

When I reached home I posted a picture of my nails on Insta. I tagged the manicurist’s page on the photo and mentioned her in the caption, thanking her for making my day. I also left a comment under the latest post on her page, praising her for her skills and attitude.

A few hours later, I received a text from her in which she politely asked me to remove the tag or the picture from my page. I was confused, since I thought I did a kind thing, praising her work to my friends. Granted, I only have around 900 followers, but still. Those were my sincere feelings of joy and gratitude, so I asked her why she wanted that from me. She replied that she didn’t want too much attention to her page. I said that she shouldn’t worry, as I don’t have many followers, so it’s not like she’ll be overwhelmed by new customers. I said this in a light-hearted and joking manner.

She noted that I have a few people among my followers who have a decent audience. Some of my friends are aspiring bloggers, but since they’re my friends I don’t really keep track of their number of followers or concern myself with their growing popularity. But even then, I still couldn’t understand why she found it problematic for my semi-popular friends to see her work.

She angrily replied that she didn’t want people to see my butchered nails and associate them with her. I was shocked. I could never imagine that my nails looked bad, I really liked them! She retorted that any professional or even someone who visited nail salons often enough would notice that the amount of gel and nail polish she put on my nails was too much, making them look thick and clumpy. I asked why she didn’t mention this to me during the session and correct her mistake. She said my nails were “beyond saving”, especially with that length, so th