Want to hear a funny story? Then keep reading because I have a few to tell. I'm dedicating this blog post to some of my funniest lash stories.
This first one involves my incredibly outgoing, adventurous, no fear, chatty 5 year old. She was maybe approaching 4 at the time of this tale. I was lashing one of our cleaning ladies (I have cleaners come every two weeks because it turns out cleaning is not how I like to spend my time. It started as a baby gift from my parents when my oldest was born 8 years ago. We got kind of used to it.) Anyway, I was lashing this lovely lady who was already familiar with my crazy (adorable) kid and all of our mess when said child walks into my lash room. "Where are your clothes?" I say. She's completely naked. This question was immediately followed by "Don't put that there!!" You are currently in the exact same position my client was in - unable to see a thing, only able to hear (read) my words. The suspense was killing her. Why was my kid naked and what was she putting where? Well, my silly kid was playing with her colour changing silly putty by putting it you know where. It was funny and mortifying all at the same time.
My next story is not for the squeamish, so if that's you skip ahead to the next paragraph. I have quite a few police officers as clients. I don't know what it is about my neighbourhood, and maybe all neighbourhoods are like this, but we have a lot of police, teachers and nurses living here. I love it! Sorry, I got sidetracked again. Ok, police officer client finishes her appointment one day and says she has a story she just has to tell me. I get excited. I love good stories. She starts to tell me about this call to an incident and the scene is covered in blood. Let's just say it sounded disgusting and I'm wondering why on Earth she had to tell me this story. She proceeds to say that while she's speaking to one of the witnesses, who is clearly not sober, the witness stops mid sentence to say "Wow! Your lashes are amazing! Are they yours?" and calls my client, the police officer, Lashes for the remainder of the conversation. I'll take that as a compliment, thank you!
This next one I hope you find as funny as I do. It still makes me laugh every time I think about it. One morning one of my regulars was a little bit late for her appointment. She's a working mom, does a lot for the school and lives in the neighbourhood and often walks, all of which are great reasons for being a little late. Well, when she shows up she says "I got all the way to the pub before I realized that's not where I was going." Oh, my God! I still laugh to myself every time I think about it. My place is only about a 4 minute walk away from the local pub. I don't judge. It was an honest mistake. It was like 10 in the morning. Perfectly understandable. =)
I will be as vague as possible for this next little story so as to protect the identities of all involved. Ha ha! One of my clients was at the doctor having her every other year (how often is it supposed to be now?) exams done. As the doctor is performing a breast exam she comments on my clients' beautiful lashes. Should she be flattered at the compliment? Concerned about the distraction from the task at hand? Awed at the doctor's ability to multitask? All of the above? All kidding aside, please follow the guidelines around breast self exams, doctor exams, mammograms, PAP tests and all those other medical to dos. It can literally save your life. I don't want to see any of you at my other job.
Those are just some of my most memorable stories from lashing. There are many others that involve conversations I have with all of my lovely, amazing clients, or my children who are an endless source of amusement, even at bedtime when at least one of them is having a meltdown about the horrible prospect of going to sleep. Kids say the darndest things after all. Do you have a story to share? Message me because I would love to hear it.