I got my legs waxed yesterday. This is the fourth person I've gone to here.
Two used strange wax dispenser wands, stored in a heating box.
One used a creamy pink wax, haphazardly applied, leaving a few patches of hair in its wake.
All were women.
But before she appeared, I was fearful that one was a man (misinformation from the receptionist), but was willing to challenge my comfort zone.
One used a room with only a blanket hanging halfway down the doorway. Not a fun challenge to my comfort zone.
One talked incessantly, including the telling of bawdy jokes and the teaching of Persian profanities, learned from other clients.
Two tried to get me to come back for facials.
One really liked my nose.
The search continues for that person I'm willing to pay, when I don't feel like waxing my own legs.
Posted by Shokufeh at April 10, 2003 01:25 PM