Yesterday I helped a lady whose skin was puffy swollen red and…stuck. She told me she did a face mask two days ago and the wax is stuck to her skin. She was asking for samples of cleansers. Lady was SO crazy that she didn’t listen to me telling her she has to wipe off the highly medicated cleanser I strongly advised her not to use. I am handing her wet cotton pads and she keeps asking if that shit is hypo allergenic.
Then a lady on speed or something tells me she bleached her entire face with rite aid bleach cause she hates her peach fuzz.
I have a really shitty shift at work coming up. It’s for inventory so I wouldn’t get out until midnight and I have to come back at 7 the next morning. Fuck that.
So I booked a hotel room for myself in the city so I wouldn’t have to deal with the hour it takes me to get back to the east bay.
I’m going to take a bath with my favorite lush products, smoke a joint, and drink white wine.
Yay for being an adult and making good money.
Some parents are really fucking weird and crazy. I watched a little boy and a little girl shove my coworkers Chanel brushes up their noses and into their mouths while their dad just stood there watching them, waiting for them to finish. Like whhaaattt??