It is only in trying times do you get to know who’s your best friend! Today, after 4 long months, I met one of my best friends only to find out she’s completely changed.
My Best Friend, The Beautician
She was one of my closest friends. I visited the salon often to meet her. My beautician was the best listener in my entire posse. She frequently calmed me (Best head massage!). She held my hand in pain (Waxing. Ouchie!). She knew my routines (“Madam, you haven’t waxed in a month. You always come for waxing in 3 weeks. Shall I book an appointment?”). She encouraged me to spend money on things I definitely didn’t need (“This lotion will make your skin super soft!”), just like my other best friends. She read my moods (“You look dull.”) and knew what would make me better (“Why don’t you go for a platinum facial?”).
She was the best friend every girl wanted. I babbled to her about all my problems. She “genuinely” wanted to know about me. She understood my shortcomings and never judged me for it (I really hope so!). After months of staying at home to #flattenthecurve, I decided to take my life in my hands and step out into this deadly world for my friend only to realize, I lost that bond.
How it all changed
Today, when I visited the salon, instead of greeting me, she pointed a gun (infrared thermometer) at me! After I finished the required hygiene process (sanitizer for hands, mask on top of the mask, and shoe covers for my sandals) she took me to a room only to talk about herself! We sanitize every surface blah, blah, blah… We take strict measures blah, blah, blah. I mean, where did my friend who listened to my problems go?
It hurt! And, I mean it literally! Every time she pulled the wax off, not only did she not offer me her glove covered hand, nor did she even blow at the hot wax! (All because of the mask!) And since she couldn’t see clearly with the visor getting fogged every other second, I ended up with a very shabby job. When I pointed that out, her look was nothing short of annoyed. She says she is trying hard but that’s all she can do in this situation. I really thought our friendship was worth more!
She even cut my happiness short (“Sorry, madam. Salon policy to reduce massage time for minimal contact time.”). Her advice was muffled behind her mask, her touch not warm… I can go on and on.
The measure of a good relationship!
Today I lost the connection with an important person in my life. Corona took away a lot of things but this stung a lot, guys. I even have red welts all over my hands to prove the mark she left on me.
But, I will not give up! I will try and make this work. Every relationship is about finding ways to stay connected, even if my beautician decides to get a whole PPE kit between us!
Yours,
Renita
Disclaimer: Hey guys! This was just for fun. Not meant to offend anyone or any system. We all need a laugh and I hoped this would bring a smile on someone’s face. 🙂
Double Disclaimer: Okay, guys! The beautician is really not my friend. This is a sarcastic post. To those who are connecting with me to convey their condolences, please stop! And, no! She isn’t dead.
Hey awesome one! Can relate 😂