So to kick off my story I should let you know that I work at a med spa as receptionist and my job entails mostly computer-related and customer-related tasks. Nonetheless, I am also there to assist the working technician, clearly not with the lasers as I am not certified, but with well… assisting shaving clients to prepare them for their treatment. So this specific Saturday I was asked to help with shaving a client’s back, which was fine, it’s part of my job and I just needed to be professional and it’s something I’ve unfortunately had to do before as well so no big deal right? Not quite. So I do the usual: I put on my gloves, grab a razor, and begin supporting the tech, however, much to my surprise (and displeasure) the tech suddenly removes the client’s pants and underwear, to which I am greeted with a furry posterior. It is all I can do in my power to hold back my chuckles from sheer shock. I’ll spare you the details but let’s just say it was not totally consistently colored… Striving to remain professional, I then had to go on to hold the client’s butt cheek taut to shave it. I wrapped up as thoroughly and swiftly as I could and rushed the hell out of the room. Subsequently, when I had to schedule the client’s next appointment, neither of us could look the other in the eye because of that traumatizing encounter. I will probably never be able to live down the moment I saw the mottled butt up close.