[Alty]

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet'.

So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off.

No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out.
(YA THINK!? )

So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees (cold wax,yeah... right!) I lay the strip across my thigh, hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works!

Ok, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!

I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids,
I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting
Championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.

Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself... RRRRIIIPPP!!

I'm blind!! Blinded from pain!. OH MY GAWD!!

Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted.

I think I may pass out... must stay conscious... must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums?? Breathe, breathe... OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.

I hold up the strip!

There's no hair on it.

Where is the hair??

WHERE IS THE WAX!?

Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip... it's not! I touch. I am touching wax.

I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake... remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.

Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop..

My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax?

Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand, into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??

WRONG!! *

I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.

Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub... in scalding hot water.

Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.

So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!

I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!"

There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me.

She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. Are we talking cheeks or hoo-ha?'

She's laughing out loud by now . I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!! Right! I should be the joke of someone else's night.

While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace... the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.

What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the ens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care.

IT WORKS!

It works! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE... ALL OF IT!

So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.

Next week I'm going to try hair color...

[smoothy]

Bwaaahahahahhaha... (tears forming in the corner of my eyes as I am laughing so hard)


Trust me... wife tried that stuff once many, many years ago... that experience didn't go well either... just not as epic a disaster.

Brought that memory that I had forgotten back to the surface.


As a side note: Olive oil works too... if you can't find that lotion.

[Alty]

Bwaaahahahahhaha......(tears forming in the corner of my eyes as I am laughing so hard)


Trust me....wife tried that stuff once many, many years ago....that experience didn't go well either....just not as epic a disaster.

Brought that memory that I had forgotten back to the surface.


As a side note: Olive oil works too.........if you can't find that lotion.

I've tried this product too. I didn't get my butt glued together, or get stuck to the tub, but everything else was pretty much on point with this story. I ended up using baby oil to get the wax off, but even then I was a bit sticky for a few days.

After that I stuck to shaving, or nair (nair can be bad too though, for different reasons). All I can say is, waxing is evil, and I wouldn't do it for millions of dollars. Okay, maybe for millions. :)

[Wondergirl]

Is there an Alty channel on YouTube? I hope there is a video of this! (although I seem to have already formed visuals in my brain)

[Alty]

Is there an Alty channel on YouTube? I hope there is a video of this! (although I seem to have already formed visuals in my brain)

LMAO! Thankfully this wasn't an Alty moment, nor did Alty write this, although I wish I had. Even after cleaning it up a lot, there's still enough errors for you to have a wild time fixing it. I didn't write it, or live it. I'd be proud to have written it, but I can't say I'd admit to living it, even if I had. ;)

I read this years ago, and laughed so hard I'm pretty sure I peed my pants a little. A friend just posted it on Facebook and I had to read it again. I figured I'd post it here so you all could get a good chuckle as well.

Truth is better than fiction, and sadly, this story does ring true.

[martinizing2]

I just got got asked to quiet down or leave the library . Truly a laugh out loud.

[Alty]

I just got got asked to quiet down or leave the library . Truly a laugh out loud.

It is a good story. The funniest part is that you can truly visualize it. It's totally possible. :)

Glad you got a laugh. Sorry you got into trouble at the library. Let them read it, then they'll understand. :)

[mygirlsdad77]

Just made my day. Even had to make the wife read it. She is still laughing.

[Alty]

Just made my day. Even had to make the wife read it. She is still laughing.

I'm finding it amusing that so many men are getting a laugh at this. For women it's a more of a "ya, I totally feel your pain" laugh. We're not so much laughing with the author. We're pretty much laughing at her, and also thanking our lucky stars that it's not us. ;)

Glad you enjoyed it. Again, just want to point out, this wasn't written by me, nor did I live it. Well, not all of it. I was never stuck to the tub. :)

[joypulv]

I laughed non stop from 'My head may pop off.' And I'm a woman. Who wouldn't be caught dead waxing north of my knees.

[earl237]

Very funny, just saw a "Home Improvement" rerun not long ago where the two older sons told Tim they got kicked off the bus, and when asked why, they said "let's just say it involves some super glue and our bully's buttcrack." This story reminded me of that episode.