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Tomi Tran works as a nail technician in Raleigh, North Carolina. She pays around $100 per week to rent a booth in a hair salon, buys all her polishes and supplies and finds her own clients, often giving free manicures at local malls and distributing fliers to drum up business. It's hard work, but Tran, 22, says it's heaven compared with her last salon job.
"It was basically a sweatshop," she explains. "I would feel lightheaded and get terrible headaches from the smell of the chemicals, and I was working around sixty-four hours a week, usually with no lunch breaks." The final straw came when Tran became sick with a stomach virus but her boss told her she would lose her job if she didn't come to work. "She told me I had to work, but I could rest in the back in between customers," she says. Tran decided to quit and risk going into business for herself so she could choose her own hours and avoid the acrylic nail products that made her so sick.
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"It was basically a sweatshop," she explains. "I would feel lightheaded and get terrible headaches from the smell of the chemicals, and I was working around sixty-four hours a week, usually with no lunch breaks." The final straw came when Tran became sick with a stomach virus but her boss told her she would lose her job if she didn't come to work. "She told me I had to work, but I could rest in the back in between customers," she says. Tran decided to quit and risk going into business for herself so she could choose her own hours and avoid the acrylic nail products that made her so sick.
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