A woman entered the wax room and told me she heard some upsetting news about me. I got nervous even though I had no idea what she was referring too.  She said she heard a rumor that I was retiring.  She reminded me that I was the only one who saw her vagina, except for her fiancé of course. She was freaking out, because she didn't think she could handle anyone else waxing her. I assured her that I wasn't ready to retire quite yet. There are still thousands of vaginas that need my love.