No Ham fried Rice and No Money Back

Just a little update on my-'friend's'-eyebrow-wax, don't-speak-a-lick-of-English, tip-stealing saga.

First of all I have to say that I appreciated all the responses I received and I think I got some great advice. I totally felt like I was on Dr. Phil except blogging style.

Here's just a couple of the words of wisdom I received by my fellow bloggies;

Mindi:
"just walk away, look back and laugh at it in a few weeks, never frequent the joint again, and get your ham fried rice somewhere else....."

See what I mean? Totally Dr. Phil material.

Jenny B:
"I say you, I mean your friend should eat a whole mess of Mexican food (or whatever makes your friend SUPER gassy) and head back over to the salon just to say hello! Sweet victory!"

Inspired I telly ya. Except the only problem is, is that Mexican food doesn't quite do it for me. Pregnancy on the other hand....

Nana Sue:
"I think your friend at the very least should go back and bring it to the attention of the owner, these people have got to stop abusing their customers!! Boy, thanks for letting me get this off of my mind."

This was not only therapeutic for me... I mean, my friend, but for others as well.

Hoss and Rose:

I would tell your friend to go back and call them on it, and then demand a free pedicure (from a different beautician if possible), that is easier than messing with the credit card, (or threaten to prosecute, that will scare 'em!)

So Rose, I was kind of wondering if you could, um, just go say all that for me. I mean, not that I can't do it, but I think you'd do a much better job. Just let me know if you'll be in Utah anytime soon.

Tyson:

"First off, she needs to go and blackmail the lady who took advantage of your big, bushy-treed eyebrow “friend”. Without the lady knowing who the “friend” is, the “friend” needs to get her email address and send her this link, www.ksl.com/shell-be-scared-now!. This will help prep her for the demands of your “friend”!"

I've read up on blackmail 101 and now I have the knowledge, only problem is I lack the nerve. Where is the book "How to open a can of whoop "A" for dummies" when I need it.

JAW:

"My Advice?DON'T GO TO PLACES LIKE THAT!"

Seriously JAW, that would have been good to know the day before I decided to get my eyebrows waxed. Do you think you could be my personal advisor. I might not have a lot of money, but what I lack in finance I make up for in YloveY. Would you mind receiving payments in the form of hugs?

As it stands, it's been decided that I am a self proclaimed wus. I want to go in and tell those people what I really think, but I need to find an interpreter first. And even after I have my interpreter I still don't think I could go in.

I. Just. Can't. Do. It!

I'll admit it, I'm scared. I'm just afraid of the response I'll get in return. Something like, "Yu no likey my waxey?!" followed by a kung fu kick 'Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon' style, complete with sound effects and everything.

So for now, no ham fried rice and no money back. Kind of anti-climatic isn't it. Sorry to disappoint.