Yesterday i went for a facial, manicure and had my make up done.
Facial - she made me undress. I was rather taken aback by this request, but hey ho. Maybe she liked me, and i did have a towel.
Manicure - some of my fingers bled
Make up - i don't usually wear much, so i looked a bit lliza minelli-ish with eyebrows drawn on (which incidently are FUCKING HARD to get rid of).
What i liked most was the fact that instead of hearing the soothing sounds of whale noises and panpipes, i could hear 'like a bat out of hell' and 'boogienights' playing. I was hard to keep a straight face. That, and the beautician across the way from me who looked like Kele of bloc party fame, but with tits.
All this for free, thanks to it being a lovely trainee.