Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

It probably isn’t a good idea to try to watch what I’m doing while I wax you. It is kind of like getting a shot or giving blood. It seems to always hurt more if you know the exact moment the needle goes into your skin. A lady brought her son’s girlfriend in for a Brazilian and every time the girl lifted her head up to check on what I was doing, the mom would push her head back down to the pillow.

A woman hadn’t been waxed for months and months. On the morning of her appointment, she told her man to get his scuba gear ready because he was going down under for a very long time.

Favorite quote of the week. A man said to his woman. “Babe, the 1970’s called and said they want their pussy back.”

When a woman sweats through the pits of her sweatshirt, then I know she was really nervous or in a lot of pain. Or maybe both?

My 400TH blog today just happens to fall on my birthday. So I was thinking about how long I can keep this up. So I decided that as long as clients keep saying and doing crazy shit, I’ll be here to share in the fun. Like when a woman brings in her step son’s new girlfriend for a wax and hangs onto her boob as a distraction, I am still amused and feel the need to share.

Here’s another reason why waxing is a smarter method of hair removal. If you haven’t heard about Megan Barnes, then you need to Google her. She was shaving her puss while driving in Florida while her ex-husband was steering her car. She was on her way to a date. Surprisingly, she got into a car accident. And, if you can find a picture of her, I think you’d agree that shaving her v-j-jay was the least of her worries.

A woman told me it was time to get rid of her love rug. So I did.

When I was in college, I worked as a sales consultant at a weight loss clinic. I tried to encourage the women to treat themselves with something besides a hot fudge sundae when they lost weight, such as a manicure or a piece of jewelry. A woman who I normally wax every four weeks waited longer than usual because she rewarded herself with a wax after she lost 20 pounds. I thought that was an awesome reward.

I’m pretty oblivious to tattoo’s after all of these years, but a rubber chicken tattoo on a woman’s ass really cracked me up.

A lot of women come on their lunch hour to get waxed. I had to laugh when a woman left for lunch and drove 20 minutes out of the way to stop by her house to take a quick shower before coming to the shop for a Brazilian. She told me she didn’t want to end up on a blog.