Waxing USA

by Kaz

Arrived Chicago, staying at my friend's place, caught the bus to the mall as arranged and decided that since I had come from 8 degrees to 25 (plus) and since I was going to Honolulu on way home, I should really get some waxing done.

Remember all that stuff on wax boxes about diabetes? Well, I forgot about this, and just before the lady was to start my waxing, she says, "You're not diabetic are you?"

I say, "Yes".

"Stupid girl," she says, "I don't think I can do it. I will have to check."

She runs off and gets the manager, a young woman. She asks the diabetic if I'd waxed before. I say, "Yes, for 3 years", and she says "Well, not having diabetes is a condition to waxing but if you have had it done for that long I suppose it's okay. But you will have to sign a disclaimer."

I say, "Sure".

As she leaves, she smiles and calls out, "Everyone signs the disclaimer anyway!!!"

The woman who eventually did it was very nervous so I just got the underarms and left the bikini line alone. I tried to explain to her that I was okay and would survive and that healthy diabetics are normal, but she did not seem to believe me.

So, I have nice hairless underarms for Hawaii, and a better understanding of the power of litigation in the USA.

This page reviewed: November 23, 2005