Apr 07, 2008 23:18
Chelsea and my cousin are getting married this spring. Also, since I've left my previous job, nagging threats have been nearly eliminated. So to celebrate, I'm tanning.
Well, long story short, I'm a n00b. I've been twice. The first time went something like this:
Me: Hi. uh. I'd like a monthly membership.
Tan Chick: Oh! Okay! Give us all this crazy information, your fingerprints, and get in the machine for 10 minutes.
And I remember thinking, Gee, back in my day, if a white gal wanted to get a nice base tan, it was like, 6-8 minutes for the first time. But what do I know? Also I didn't want to look like a sissy.
Long story short, I got burned. The funny part about that is that I had a birthday party to go to that night. Lot of questions about the purple face, there. I blamed it on the booze. The asians weren't buying it.
Then I went again today for 10 minutes again. Got burned again.
Finally, after asking Abhik over and over, "Is this normal? Is it going to go away?" he finally responded "google it." Oh big surprise I probably went in too long and I probably bought too-cheap lotion.
I'll skip tomorrow just so that I can heal. Being a chick is pretty gay.