Apollo of Alpharetta

That is a negative 1 star by the way. I can’t speak to the hair services at Apollo but if you were one of the 82 ppl who bought one of those KGB deal coupons, then I suggest you get a refund, fast. Your feet will not be floating in flower petals like in the picture.
I walked in and everyone greeted me, even some of the staff members children. I was directed into a room with only a DMV waiting room chair, a salon table, and a nightstand table containing questionable Mary Kay creams with missing lids.
I sat in my «spa chair» as my nail artíst finished her McDonalds Deluxe Big Breakfast. She then proceeded to clean out my foot bath with bathroom cleaner. This wasnt the waiting room? No massaging spa chair? Am I being Punk’d?!? This was the moment I knew I needed an escape.
Luckily I have friends who expect crap like this to happen to me and they don’t question my weird requests.. So my nail chick gets a phone call. She takes it and gets a conversation going. I text my to buddy, tell her call me, and I totally fake a phone conversation about me needing to rush to rescue her from her broken down car. Lord forgive me!
So I leave her to eat her Multi Grain Pringles and promise to return as soon as I can, NOT! There were waaaay too many things wrong with this visit to type here. But because I love a good story, I snagged some pictures, so that I’d be able to laugh about this with my grandchildren one day.
I still think Ashton Kutcher owes me an explanation.