Oh. My. Snot. Seriously? Do we really need vibrating mascara? What is this? Some sort of "dual action" product? That reminds me of something funny that happened in Japan...for that story, read below. Adults only, please.
This story takes place during work one very late night (probably 2 or 3 a.m.). Setting: the girl's bathroom.
I was on the night shift which could be really boring which made it really challenging to stay awake sometimes. I would often take a little break from my station and walk the halls of our complex or go to the snack bar where the chatter of other "zombies" would wake me up a bit.
On this particular night, I wandered into the girls' restroom to check my make-up (gotta look good at 3 a.m., right? Maybe that vibrating mascara would've been an improvement).
As I went in, another girl went in (cue the sound of the door swinging shut only ONCE with a heavy thud).
So, the girl who came in with me went into a stall (the stalls were around a corner, behind the mirror and sinks) and I went to the mirrors to inspect my visage and silently yearn for vibrating mascara.
The girl who went to do her business finished and came to the sink to wash her hands (thank goodness). We acknowledged each other with a SILENT, terse smile and she turned and left. (Cue sound of bathroom door shutting ONCE with a heavy thud.)
The bathroom was as silent as an empty chamber. I stood motionless staring at my tired reflection in the mirror (hey, it isn't called the vanity for nothing!). Then suddenly...
a sound came from one of the stalls around the corner...
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I'm sure she was just applying her vibrating mascara!
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(I wonder how long she sat silently after I left...since the thud of my leaving would have sounded to her like someone coming in. Things that make ya go hmmmmmm.)
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that's hilarious!
hmm wonder what it's all about with the mascara? better coating?
i'll have to check that out.
Todd asks, "What's the most sensitive part of your body in that situation?" Answer: your ears! HAHAHAHA!
This is GREAT info, now I know when a girl is leaving the room to "apply" some mascara, I'll meet her in about 10 minutes to "shake hands with the president"....let the good times roll!
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