Into everyones life a little rain must fall, alas in mine, it's come a torrential downpour with further showers predicted. What's with all the melancholy and gloom you might ask. Well, this is officially my last week in the spa industry. That's right ladies..I'm packing it in, calling it quits, punching my time card, throwing in the towel, leaving on a midnight train to Georgia..err...well you get what I'm saying, I'm taking a job in the real world! No more scary crotch waxing(yeah, women with strings I'm talking to you), allergic reactions, and felons pissing in my floor. Now why would I want to leave all this glamour you might be asking yourself. To be honest I don't, but circumstances(code for money)have dictated that I need to find a steady paycheck until the end of time or until I get tired of eating....whichever comes first. I wrestled with the idea of leaving the field or just getting a part time waitressing job on my off days, but I discovered that I liked my off days being, well, the days I had off. I knew that if I picked up another job I'd start to resent my esthetics job and trust me ladies you don't want a pissed of esthy anywhere near your crotch with piping hot wax. So I put on my big girl panties and accepted a job in the real 9-5 world. So you might be asking yourself who the hell would hire this slightly irreverent smart ass to man their front desk? Someone with class, style and a sense of adventure! Stay tuned ladies, I'm sure I'll have stories with which to entertain you....Estheticians Unite!!(If I had a dollar for everyone time I typed untie instead of unite...I wouldn't need another job)
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