I'm beginning to get a complex

So I must be a glutton for punishment because I tried a new place for a facial yesterday. The facial itself was great, but I'm starting to think I need to get my eyes checked because I must normally be sporting a unibrow. Again, everything was going along great, the lady asked me something I couldn't quite understand and next thing you know it, my forehead is slathered in wax. Side note: you women that endure this in the bikini area are C-R-A-Z-Y with capital C!!! She then proceeded to pluck for a good 15 minutes. I know I'm a wuss for not saying anything. What makes this even funnier is that I had done what I thought was a good job plucking my eyebrows this morning so that I thought this issue wouldn't even come up. Again, I must either need my eyes checked, a better light in the bathroom, a magnifying mirror, or all three. But seriously, how can you spend a quarter of a facial's allotted time just plucking eyebrows? There aren't that many hairs there (wait, maybe there are and I just don't see them). I would think that if you gave a person with good eyesight a pair of tweezers in 15 minutes they would have a bald brow bone, clean upper lip and chin and would have had to start in on their hairline. The facial wasn't very relaxing because after the pain of the plucking I laid there thinking about what I was going to say in this post. THEN, after I finally started to relax toward the end of my treatment she somehow managed to find a few more stray hairs to yank out. All in all, my eyebrows look pretty good and I walked out of their a little on edge, but giggling to myself.
Anyway, just had to share and get that off my probably hairy chest,
Frida