I went back to the crazy Russian woman for more abuse.
But I approached with caution this time. Only the underarms, please.
For $8.34, Nina ripped the hair out by the roots. While I lay there on the waxing table, I stared hard at the ceiling and tried to think about anything but the crazy Russian woman and the warm sensation in my armpit.
Success! This time, there are no traumas to report. And she didn't call me Tanya.