So to begin my story I should inform you that I work at a med spa as receptionist and my job involves mostly computer-related and customer-related tasks. Nonetheless, I am also there to help the on-duty technician, definitely 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 assist in 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 sadly 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 assisting the tech, however, much to my surprise (and displeasure) the tech suddenly pulls down 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 keep from laughing from sheer shock. I’ll spare you the details but let’s just say it was not totally consistently colored… Maintaining professionalism, I then had to continue and hold the client’s glute firm to shave it. I wrapped up as thoroughly and swiftly as I could and hurried the hell out of the room. Later, when I had to schedule the client’s next appointment, neither of us could make eye contact because of that traumatizing encounter. I will probably never be able to overcome the moment I stared at the mottled butt in detail.