First Waxing

It was that time of month for me today; I blindly left the house looking forward to a refreshing zip, zap, clip and wash… little did I know what was in store for me…

I should have known something was wrong when I walked in and the place was empty and three hairstylist were staring at me. But nah, I thought nothing of it.

Jackie was nice enough, she got me situated started doing what she does.. then we headed over to the wash station… This is where she proceeds to ask, “you want me to do your eyebrows too.” Ok, now look, I was leaning back getting my hair washed.. have you ever had that done? It’s a little slice of heaven gents.. In any event, I was like “yeah, sure, that sounds nice.”

She responds with “oh, I can wax?” .. “Hell no, I thought you meant wash my eyebrows, I figured that’d be nice..” She then proceeds to ask me “Why, are you scared?”… it all goes down hill from there…

I have since found out that this little effort is known as “man-scaping”.. I have officially been scaped….