Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha
Thoughts, stories, and insights from M.E. Nesser
A woman came into the wax room and told me she brought me a fur coat. Since she only had a sweatshirt on, I knew she was referring to a different kind of fur…
See this? It’s a tampon. And why am I showing you a pic of a tampon? Because I am currently on a first name basis with a plumber named Mike who is getting tired of pulling these bad boys out of our pipes at work.
PLEASE dispose of your tampons in the garbage can. If not, I’m going to have to start buying stock in the plumbing company or we will have to start charging A LOT more for Brazilian Waxes.
Client: I don’t understand the people who only wax before a vacation or only in the summer. I like to feel pretty in my panties all the time!
Music to our ears…
The girl that told me her Brazilian was like death told me that her second experience was much better. It was a “near death” experience. Once again, it couldn’t have been that bad. She rescheduled for next time!
A new client told me that her first Brazilian Wax with me was like death. Couldn’t have been that bad since she came back for a second one.
If you stop shaving today, you’ll be ready to get waxed by Valentine’s Day!