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What’s the real cost of my mani-pedi


Once a month I treat myself to a mani-pedi at a local nail salon. I still regard the services as a treat since I didn’t start indulging in such luxuries until I was in mani4my 50’s.

Prior to that, every Sunday night an hour was allotted to giving myself a manicure to last the week. With the emergence of acrylic and gel nails these salons have popped up everywhere and although I have always eschewed artificial nails in favour of nature’s own, mani-pedi’s are as normal a part of maintenance for everyone now as a trip to the hairdressers.

My local salon in Mississauga is staffed by no less than a dozen young Asian women so walk-ins are convenient and easy with no waiting. Sitting at the front door manning the cash register is papa-san whom I presume is the proprietor. When a client walks in he summons a free attendant and the work begins. Now that I’m getting mani3creaky it’s lovely to have someone attend to my feet. This includes a nice scented soak in a foot jacuzzi followed by the usual pumicing and buffing of the soles of my feet, filing of nails, tidying up cuticles, a creamy foot and leg massage and finally the layers of base coat, two applications of polish and a top coat. The job done by these professionals is far superior to what I do myself and I leave feeling quite lovely.

As I’m sitting there in the massaging chair, I’ve observed some pretty disgusting sights. During one visit I witnessed the pedicurist stripping large dead mani2calloused slices off the soles of the feet of the woman in the next chair that reminded me of peeling a potato. Just a couple of weeks ago there was a man with ugly dark-coloured feet with callouses and formations that made me think of Jim Carrey’s pedicure¬† that required a chain saw, belt sander and blow torch in Dumb & Dumber. I’ll give the man the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps he was diabetic. Not a fun job for the attendant.

The only part of this process that makes me uncomfortable is the nature of the working conditions for the young women who perform these services. They are consistently polite but never seem happy. Walking in and requesting services leaves me feeling as if I’m entering a Bangkok brothel. Are these ladies relatives of the attendant? How are they paid? Are they paid at all or are they there to “learn English”? Not all salons are like this but there does appear to be a pattern and it worries me. While I enjoy getting a mani-pedi for between $30-40.00, how can they pay staff and overheads at such mani5low margins. In more sophisticated salons I’ve paid as much as $55.00 for a pedicure alone (manicure extra) but these establishments always require an appointment and I honestly cannot justify the extra $40.00 for the same result.

My respect for these young women and the work they do means I’m a very generous tipper. I still can’t help wondering about their personal lives. Are they happy? Do they have plans for the future? I’ll just have to keep wondering. They’re working at earning an honest living and that is commendable. As someone fortunate enough to be born in North America, our choices and options have always been much more wide-ranging than if we’d been born elsewhere in the world. I only hope that the young lady performing my mani-pedi is being paid fairly and now has the same choices and options the rest of us enjoy.

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Author: Lynda Davis

Born in 1947, I'm what you would call a Beta Boomer - one of the early ones. As first-borns, we were the test models, treated a little differently from the ones that followed. Parents were a bit stricter with us. We followed an earlier protocol, being raised much as our parents were and we responded accordingly. Then we hit our teenage years and things changed. And kept changing as we left home, entered the university and the workforce, moved into our twenties. Old values relating to fashion, morals, music and everything else came into question. We rebelled to a degree unseen in history. Millions of us. This blog is a platform primarily aimed at Boomer women who are interested in reading about how we turned out and what we think about the journey. This blog is new territory for me and I'm really looking forward to seeing the sights and experiencing the growth along the way.

2 thoughts on “What’s the real cost of my mani-pedi

  1. Interesting post. I gave up on manicures etc,, in salons a few years ago, because even in the ‘better’ salons, there is always a risk with hygiene and cleanliness. I hope the place you go to doesn’t have issues like that. It can cause very serious health problems for other clients too.


  2. I have so often thought exactly the same things. I hope the staff in these salons is being treated well.


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