So to start my tale I should inform you that I work at a med spa as receptionist and my job entails mostly computer-related and customer service related tasks. However, I am also there to support the on-duty technician, definitely not with the lasers as I am not certified, but with well… assisting shaving clients to ready them for their procedure. So this particular 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 businesslike and it’s something I’ve sadly had to do before as well so no big deal right? Wrong. 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 hirsute butt. It is all I can do in my power to restrain my laughter from sheer shock. I’ll spare you the details but let’s just say it was not totally consistently colored… Trying to stay professional, I then had to continue and hold the client’s butt cheek tight to shave it. I wrapped up as thoroughly and swiftly as I could and booked it the hell out of the room. Later, when I had to book the client’s next appointment, neither of us could face each other because of that traumatizing encounter. I will probably never be able to overcome the moment I stared at the multicolored butt in detail.