I have been in Kuwait working since early December. My hair was getting a little long and needed a cut. I have never gotten a haircut over here so I didn't know what to expect. I go and get a haircut and things are going well. He finished with the haircut and comes at me with flaming cottonballs on a stick. I'm game. He singes the hair from my ears with this ball of fire. It was pretty cool actually. It's called a Turkish Singeing. Google it. Then he leans my head back and trims my eyebrows. Then I hear "Yoo whah a wisjah". I'm trying to decipher this in my head and all of a sudden a hot ball of wax gets shoved into each nostril all the way up to my eyeballs. It becomes very clear to me that "Yoo whah a wisjah" means "Do you want a wax job". Now I'm hyperventilating because I have a head cold and I think I can't breathe. I'm breathing through my mouth because each nostril is plugged with a ball of wax the size of my paw-paws plug of Red-Man chewing tobacco. I close my eyes to calm down a bit. That was the wrong thing to do because I didn't see the 500 degree ball of wax he plastered on my ear like a pro drywall contractor. Now I have to let all this stuff dry and I know it has to be yanked out. He did my nose first. He jerked with all his might and it didn't come out. My eyes tear up immediately as you all know what jerking just one nose hair out can do to a man. He finally gets them ripped out and I want to cry, kill him, crawl under a rock and hide all at the same time. Then he rips the wax off my ears. It literally felt like he ripped my ear off the side of my head. All done I can go. He start walking toward me with a big cauldron of hot wax and a spatula and I jumped out of the chair and told him No, No, No. I paid and left. $10 for haircut, wax job and a funny story I can tell for life.
Oh yeah. Two of my buddies were watching me the whole time. They enjoyed it more than I disliked it.
Oh yeah. Two of my buddies were watching me the whole time. They enjoyed it more than I disliked it.
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