I have a serious lack of backbone, and I am trying to understand why that is.
One example: The Nail studio I go to, I have been going to the same place, same girl for the past 6 or 7 months. She’s amazing. Love what she does. Anyway, sometime around black friday, she’d let me know, “Hey, we’re doing this deal on gift cards where you get 25% off, so if you buy a $400 gift card, it’ll only cost $300.” I thought, well, I come here once a month, so that’s a good deal for me, so I got the highest-tier gift card, which was $500. So I should have paid $375, but when it came to checkout, I was charged $500, like I didn’t get the deal. Most people would probably have said, “Hey, wait a sec, shouldn’t it be less?” but nah, not this girl. I smiled and said “Thank you so much!” like a fool. And I knew it, I knew it the second I walked out of the Salon. Isn’t that pathetic?
I do this a lot. It’s like I am stuck in the prison that is my own fucking head. So yeah, today I went back to the Salon for my monthly appointment, got my Nails done, paid with my gift card that I didn’t get a good deal on, and didn’t say a word, again. But at least my nails look nice.
I do apply this same misfortune to other things, too. Every time I have to mildly inconvenience someone to talk to me, I chicken out. I bought a trial yoga class today. (It’s on Sunday), let’s see if I go or if I end up being too scared to walk in the building…
Hey Dinz 
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