Lifestyles of the poor and nameless

So.... I went to get my eyebrows done in Manhattan today cause Pretty Ricky's coming to town tomorrow and I didn't want to scare him away with my bushy eyebrows. I've been going to the same Russian lady for years to get them waxed but I had to give her up....when I started going to her, it was $6...after several management changes, it's up to $10.40 (because they now include tax) + tip. That's almost the price of a wash & set in Brooklyn if you catch the special. No way should eyebrows and a hairstyle cost the same amount....but that's another story for another day.

I started going to this threading place on 35th (recommended by Metamorphosis)...they do a decent job and it's $7 (didn't they used to advertise $5 threading at that place?!). They also offer other services like pedicures, manicures, facials and waxing...they'll wax anything.

Anywho...I'm in the chair with my back turned to the door, and the woman is ripping out my eyebrows (I think it hurts more than wax, but that's just me) and I hear this woman come in and say to the man at the counter: "I want to get my pu$$y waxed". She didn't whisper either. The guy is obviously a bit flustered, but he says "oh...a brazilian?" and she says (in that ghetto twang) "I'ont know what you call it, but I wanna get my pu$$y waxed." I think they pushed her off to a back room after that because I didn't hear from her again.

That's today's ghetto episode. Tune in next time for more "tales from the 'hood".