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Created on: March 13, 2008 Last Updated: December 27, 2010
Being a man of the shaven headed variety, as well as a self confessed lazy whatsit, I am always looking for ways to avoid shaving my head every morning. Those 15 minutes propped up at the bathroom mirror with my trusted Philishave could surely be spent more constructively, i.e. in bed asleep. So, I stumbled on the brilliant idea of waxing my head. A few minutes of applying big bits of sellotape to my head and pulling them off would result in up to four weeks of a head as smooth as a billiard ball. This could be the answer to my hair related prayers.
A trip to the shops later I was in possession of a pack of Veet Wax Strips. I opted for the sensitive type as intelligence had told me the operation of removing hair by waxing could sting a little. A quick skim of the instructions, (I'm a bloke so reading instructions properly just isn't an option), and I could see no mention of the wax strips not working on the head. I had to avoid completely the ears, nose and eyebrows, but since I was quite happy to leave the hair on these parts alone, that was not a problem.
Something more worrying had developed though, I was to avoid any contact with my Genitals and Perianal. The Genitals were not a problem, I had no intention of going anywhere near them with a sticky wax strip, but what's a Perianal? Suppose I inadvertently slipped while waxing my head? And if I did would I damage my Perianal for life? These were worrying times. A quick word with a friend in the medical profession, (alright a fellow chef who works in the hospital canteen), assured me that as long as I sat down while waxing my head my Perianal should remain unscaved, not to mention unshaved.
This of course threw up another problem, how was I going to wax my own head while sitting down? The front of the head would be easy enough, but what about the back? The only answer was to ask someone else to do the waxing, and strangely every female I knew wanted to do it. Indeed as I sat in the chair to have the waxing done the chosen two had an almost manic look to them as they jostled for the first wax strip, what did they know that I didn't?
Instructions were read thoroughly, and the procedure commenced. A wax strip was placed on the top of my head and pressed down firmly allowing the wax to melt and adhere to my hair. "Are you ready for this, It may hurt a touch" was the only warning I received to the torture I was about to play the starring role in. "just one firm pull and it will be done" said the giggling maniacs
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