So to start my tale I should tell you that I work at a med spa as front desk and my job entails mostly computer and customer service duties. Nonetheless, I am also there to support the working technician, definitely not with the lasers as I am not certified, but with well… helping shaving clients to ready them for their procedure. 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 professional and it’s something I’ve sadly had to do before as well so no big deal right? Not quite. 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 keep from laughing from sheer shock. I’ll spare you the details but let’s just say it was not totally evenly colored… Striving to remain professional, I then had to go on to hold the client’s glute taut to shave it. I wrapped up as thoroughly and swiftly as I could and rushed the hell out of the room. Afterwards, when I had to set up the client’s next appointment, neither of us could make eye contact because of that awkward encounter. I will probably never be able to forget the moment I stared at the variegated butt right in the crack.