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Wax on...Wax Off

I don't know what it about this time of year that makes people want to wax my brows off. like last year around this same time...charli waxed half my eye brow off...not a big deal. it wasn't that bad. well, this year. its happened again. (and no it wasn't charli this time) let me just start from the beginning. i got sick Thursday morning, my boss sends me home because im vomiting every 10-15 mins, i cant keep anything down. so of course i claim that im not sick but no one believes me. so i have to go. so Friday rolls around, im still sick. fortunately i only vomit once throughout the entire day. probably because i decided to eat an entire box of mac and cheese? mid afternoon i start to feel okay. im starting to get stir crazy so i decide im well enough to run some small errands. i returned a movie, drove pass some town homes that had potential (come to find out, way over our budget) got some ice cream (two scoops!) and debated on getting my eyebrows waxed. funds are tight right now, but i decided it was time to get them waxed because they were getting a little out of control. the upkeep on my own was too much to handle. i splurge on the lip and brow wax. ive been to upscale spa and salon before and the last person that waxed my brows was amazing. so eh, i figure, it cant hurt to go back again. it wasn't the same lady that waxed my brows before but i figure they are all trained on the same techniques (and yes, she was Asian). so im laying there, shes talking to me in her very broken English, i guess better than most because i can actually understand her, sort of. well as she's ripping the hairs out of my brows she starts to comment on how im missing some hair and that she had to trim it. well i don't see how im missing hair since my brows are like a juggle at this point. so i make small talk with her. i told her how ive had several people wax part of my brows off. i cant see what shes doing, but she seems confident that she knows what shes doing. she rips the hair off my upper lips and laughs at me for tearing up. bitch, that hurts! when shes done she hands me the mirror to check out her wax art work. OMG!!! Where the fuck is my eye brow? My entire left eyebrow is gone! Like nothing. seriously. NOTHING. my right one is thin and barely noticeable but its not GONE. but my left brow....gone. like it didn't even exist!!! im freaking out, im getting loud and very angry. I say "My eyebrow is gone! You waxed my entire brow off!! there's nothing left!" and im not an angry person. but this really pissed me off. she then starts to point to a 'bald' spot on my so called eyebrow and says to me that i was already missing hair and needed to wait for it to grown in....(really??!) "its missing hair because you fucking waxed my ENTIRE BROW OFF, what do you not understand about that. I came in here with plenty of brows and now theres nothing. I cant walk out of here with a missing eyebrow!!" i asked for an eyebrow pencil because theres no way im walking out of the here with just one eyebrow. this is a salon. they have to have some kind of eyebrow pencil...WRONG. she comes back with some random person's makeup bag! WHORE! i dont know this person...you really think im going put some random strangers makeup on!?? this is just getting more and more ridiculous. theres nothing else i can do but to put my glasses on and walk out. (i was really wishing that my glasses would have covered my entire face, but they didnt) i muster up the courage to walk out with my head held high. i get to the counter to check out and im like, well my entire eyebrow is missing and i dont think i should have to pay for it. EVERYONE decides to check out my missing eyebrow. and yes. they agreed that i would only pay for my lip wax. this awful asian eyebrow waxer off-er, comes up to the counter and starts speaking in their asian language...im pretty sure she was talking crap about me....i pay for my services...and i still tipped. urgh, not only am im missing an eyebrow, but im even more upset at myself now for still tipping this stupid woman! i just couldnt believe that she had the lady balls to sit there and tell me that it was my fault that my brow was missing. if i had wanted to wax my brow off, i would have done it myself. i ended up having to go to ulta to buy an eyebrow shaping pencil kit. it took my 30 mins today to draw on my eyebrows. and not only do i have to worry about drawing on my eyebrows, i now have to make sure that my eyebrows are always on my face.... did they rub off? did the sweat or rain make them run down into my eyelids? steph and i went to a hockey game tonight and of course we had to walk thru a torrential down pour to get to American airlines center. once inside i had to make sure that my eyebrows hadn't been washed off from the rain. urghIm never going back! I will drive the extra 20 mins to flower mound and pay more, just so i can have my brow done by someone who wont distort my entire forehead. FML. 
Thank goodness my bangs cover up my butchered left eyebrow! 
Our jacket, pants and shoes were soaked from running thru the rain and then we got to freeze because our seats where really great seats and we were that close to the ice! 



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