The other day I came back from lunch and sensed that there may be some food in my teeth. This being a peeve of mine I immediately went to the ladies room for a closer examination. To my surprise, there was nothing there- what was there was an unnatural amount of eyebrow hairs. Gross.
I’m not being dramatic either, this was a forest of wild (and certainly undesired) eyebrow hairs… it was awful. But what was worse was that I made this discovery at work! I mean what’s a girl to do at this point??? Well, after asking the two most responsible people in the office if they happened to have tweezers and coming up empty handed, I had to get creative. One person offered her cuticle clippers instead and that’s when I knew what I had to do.
(PS do you see what I mean about them being responsible? I mean she had them in her desk drawer for Pete’s sake, who does that?)
Anyway, I went ahead and accepted her offer and went right back into the ladies room to take care of the disaster. That’s right folks, I started trimming my unsightly eyebrow hairs with cuticle clippers- I was desperate! I managed to get rid of some of the major offenders but had to control myself since each clip left my forehead nice and red for all to see. I figured that if it took me that long and getting that close to see the nightmare myself, then it was safe to assume no one I was meeting up with after work would notice.