So to kick off my story I should inform you that I work at a med spa as receptionist and my job entails mostly computer-related and customer-related tasks. Nonetheless, I am also there to support the on shift technician, clearly not with the lasers as I am not certified, but with well… aiding in shaving clients to prepare them for their treatment. So this certain 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 regrettably had to do before as well so no big deal right? Incorrect. So I do the usual: I put on my gloves, grab a razor, and begin supporting the tech, however, much to my astonishment (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 hold back my chuckles 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 go on to hold the client’s buttock firm to shave it. I finished as thoroughly and quickly as I possibly could and hurried the hell out of the room. Subsequently, when I had to schedule the client’s next appointment, neither of us could face each other because of that awkward encounter. I will probably never be able to forget the moment I stared at the variegated butt up close.