Eyebrow Low-Brow

(I go to a beauty salon to get my eyebrows waxed. I’d only been to this place once before.)

Beautician: “Are you ready to come downstairs?”

Me: “Yep.”

(I follow her down to the waxing room.)

Beautician: “Have you been with us before?”

Me: “Yeah, just once.”

Beautician: “Oh, okay. Who were you with last time? Was it me or [Coworker]?”

Me: “It was [Coworker].”

Beautician: “Okay.” *she starts laying out various items on the bed* “There’s your towel to cover your legs when you get under the bed.”

(This really confuses me, but I don’t say anything. She put baby wipes on the bed as well.)

Me: “I’m sorry. [Coworker] didn’t give me any of this stuff last time.”

Beautician: “Oh! Okay, well the wipes are for sanitary reasons. It’s important that you’re clean down there—”

Me: *mortified* “Um… I’m here for an EYEBROW waxing!”

(The beautician freezes before we both burst out laughing.)

Beautician: “You have just made my day!”