I’m sure you all remember the eyebrow debacle of earlier this year.
I hung out with my Little Sister today, and she suggested that we get our nails done. I’ve gotten manicures a few times, and although I’m not really a “get my nails done” type of person, I figured maybe it would be a fun thing to do. So, we found a spa place in Needham, the town she lives in.
First she got her nails done. Red, with little flowers on them. Afterwards, she went to the nail drying thingy while the manicurist lady did my nails. She kind of kept looking at me with this weird expression on her face, and she told me that I need to get my eyebrows “done”.
I was outraged!!! How dare this woman insult my appearance in that fashion. I don’t think that’s at all acceptable. Something like that would never happen to a man.
Well, IT HAPPENED AGAIN! I went to the same nail place with my “Little Sister”…and while she was doing my nails, the same woman told me, “You really need to get your eyebrows waxed. I’ll make them look very nice.”
I told her, “Maybe some other time, but not today,” although I had no plans to get my eyebrows waxed. She kept going on and on about it, and I kept telling her “no no no, not today”…I thought I made myself clear. After she was done doing my nails, she told me to follow her, so I did. Suddenly, I was in this weird room with a dentist-looking chair.
“Excuse me, what is this room for?” I asked.
“It’s the waxing room. I’m going to do your eyebrows,” she said.
Whoa! I beg your pardon?! No way, lady!!!! I politely told her, “I’m sorry, but not today. Maybe some other time.”
Man, was I livid. After I told her no, she TRICKED me into going into the waxing room! Grrrrrrrr!!!!!!! Maybe my eyebrows aren’t perfectly arched or shaped, but I can’t worry myself about that. If I concerned myself with perfecting every piece of hair on my body, I’d be in the bathroom all day long. I especially wouldn’t be comfortable with someone else waxing my eyebrows…I know lots of people do it, but they have no idea what I’d want, what I’d like…I’d probably come out with my eyebrows too arched and a perpetually surprised facial expression.Filed under My Life, Uncategorized |