Yesterday I was freezing. A tanning bed will fix that! I walk in and was greeted by a large pair of fake eyelashes that politely asked ""Last name?"" After telling her, she slowly leaned into the computer screen and looked up with a horrific glare (like she was about to deliver news of a terminal disease) and said "" Oh, you are dangerously low on tans"". Phew, I thought, ""so....how many do I have left?"" She said ""2 high-pressure beds and 2 spray tans"". ""Ok"" I said, knowing that would last me another 6 weeks. ""how about 15 tans for $200!, today only"" ""No thanks, I will get the hook up next time"" ""NO!!!! It is today only!"" ""I'm good...thanks anyway"" ""IT""S ONLY $13 PER TAN!!!!"" ""No Thank you"" I said.
""God, you don't have to be rude"" she pouted. ""You think I was just rude to you? you asked me something 3 times and I said no thank you"". ""NO I ASKED YOU ONCE, YOU JUST KEPT INTERRUPTING ME""
""go to room 12"".............I went to room 12 . All I could think of was getting warm.
I push the button.....and jump in. Even the war plan of that Bellevue brat would not ruin the warmth of a high pressure bed.
My plan was working. I was warm. I turn on the fan inside the bed. time goes by.
After a few minutes go by, my legs felt cold. I thought I was having a stoke brought on by ""chick battle'. I look down and all the lower bulbs were out. I thought I had not activated the entire bed and started looking for a ""button to push"". There was no button.....the bulbs were out.
My second defeat.
After my 12 mins of semi warmth, I headed back to the counter to tell of my torture. It was vacant. so, I waited.
I waited. I could begin to hear something coming from the back of the salon (over the sound of Bride Wars blaring from her TV).....I walked toward the back of the salon and the shouting got louder. My nemesis was screaming into her phone while folding towels in some back room.
I continued to walk closer to the room, making loud throat noises so she knew someone was coming. She hung up the phone and pealed back her eyelashes and glared at me. ""YES?!?""
""6 bulbs were out in the bed I was just in"". she threw the towel she was folding on the floor and replied ""two people just used that bed and they said nothing!""
At that point it hit me. Why am I here. I knew what was going to happen, so why am I engaging this person.....again.
""I just thought you should know"" I whimpered. I turned to walk back to the front of the salon to leave.
As I got half way down the hallway I heard footsteps following me. I stopped, turned, and froze ""YOUR TANN WILL GO BACK ON YOUR ACCOUNT..... HAVE A NICE DAY AND GET OUT""
Cons: a cross between a used car lott and a pre-school