Monday, March 25, 2013

Body Scrub

There's a place we all go for massages and haircuts (sometimes one can experience the massage and haircut simultaneously---which is very strange) near my apartment in Palau. All of the services there are very inexpensive and the people are sweet. On Saturday Daniel called to set up some appointments.

I heard him ask for a massage for me and a "body scrub" for him. I don't like it when Daniel experiences something without me. When I was a kid and Bob and Cathie posed the "if all your friends jumped off a cliff" hypothetical, I remember thinking "obviously I would jump off too. Who wants to be left alone on the cliff?!"

In any event, the Bob and Cathie hypothetical has never proven to be that helpful in my life. Because in reality, I've usually been the friend who jumps off the cliff. But only after tying a rope around my friends' legs so they have to come with. Because who wants to jump off a cliff alone?

So I immediately yelled, "make that TWO body scrubs." And I said it in the voice like I was really confidently upping the ante in Poker. Daniel made the reservations, and then ended the call.

Eli: So what is a body scrub, anyway?

Daniel: I don't know.

Eli: Well why did you make an appointment for one?

Daniel: It sounds fun. [Daniel walks into his bedroom. Eli follows, exasperated.]

Eli: How do you know that it sounds fun if you don't even know what it is? WHY did you ask for one for yourself!? And how did you even know they did these?

Daniel: They had it on a pamphlet I saw last time I was there when I got my facial.

Eli: When did you get a facial?!

Daniel: The day I got my pedicure.


Daniel: Look, Eli. There are a lot of things I do during the day without you. You're just going to have to accept that.

And I would just like to take this moment to point out that whatever these people charged Daniel and his size 17 feet for a pedicure, it was absolutely not enough.

Twenty minutes later we entered the place for our body scrub, still with no idea about what it would entail. I was directed into a small room to "rinse off" and then was told to go to another room to await further instruction. I did so, wrapped in a towel, because my clothes had been taken from me.

After waiting for a few minutes, a woman came in and asked me for my towel. I stood there for a moment, wondering if this was a trick. But she tapped her foot impatiently so I gave in because I have anxiety over making people wait for things. Which is why I post on Stranger every day.

And that was the beginning of one full hour of being completely naked in front of a bunch of people I live in a very small town with.

I was told to lay down on a table while this woman got out what can be best described as sand paper with pieces of broken glass glued to it. She then started violently scrubbing every square inch of my body while I lay there and screamed.

Daniel was in the next room over. I could hear the scraping of his own sandpaper treatment interspersed with small whimpers until finally, I heard him giggle.

GIGGLE, you guys.

Like a 13 year old girl who just saw the boy she likes. Except that this is a 210 pound man. With size 17 feet.

Before long I discovered the reason for the giggle when this woman started scrubbing my armpits. WHAT THE CRAP! WHY!?

The armpits are a place that should never be touched by any person. Touching someone's armpits should be against the law. People should have to put their names on a public registry for breaking this law.

As soon as she started, I began laughing. Like, hysteria laughter. And the fact that I was laughing made me laugh more because I could only imagine how this sounded to people just outside of this room. And then I thought about how the fact that I was laughing was making me laugh even harder, and that made me laugh even more. Etc.

Eventually I was laughing so hard that I stopped breathing.

And as I lay there on the table, squirming, completely naked, while this woman tickled my arm pit with sand paper, I thought, "Eli. How do you find yourself in these situations? And so often."

Then it got really weird. The woman thought the laughing was funny and so decided to intentionally tickle. Things were said. People were hurt. I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Finally she wrapped me in a bunch of sheets to make me feel like I was in a cocoon. I waited in this state for 30 minutes or so before the sheets were taken from me and I was instructed to shower again. I did so, and then discovered that there were no towels available with which I could dry myself.

At this point I just really wanted to leave. Because the process was painful and awkward and uncomfortable. It was like high school all over again. Only I think I might be going through puberty this time.

But I didn't know what they did with my clothes and there were no towels anywhere. So I sat and waited. And waited. And waited. And nobody came for me. So I started calling for help. And still, nobody came for me. I felt like I was on that episode of Mr. Bean where he gets locked out of his hotel room naked and has to find a way to obtain help without getting arrested. And eventually I tip-toed around the back area, looking for any stitch of fabric with which to wrap myself so I could just escape.

That's when I ran into another woman who worked there and who looked at me with surprise.

Eli: Um . . . I just really want my clothes now so I can leave.

Woman: Ok. So . . . do you want me to find someone to help you?

As it turned out, she didn't work there.

Finally my clothes were located and I was sent out the door where Daniel stood, waiting for me.

Eli: OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Daniel: I KNOW!

Eli: WHAT THE CRAP!?!?!?!?!?

Daniel: Seriously!

Eli: We can never come back here!

Daniel: Wait. Why? I thought it was wonderful!

Eli: Are you serious! What about the fact that you were completely naked for the whole thing!?

Daniel: Um. Eli? . . . I was never naked during that.

Eli: Sure you were!!! What about when they took your towel from you!!!?

Daniel: I was wearing the clothing they gave us when we got here. The shorts and the linen shirt.

[Eli suddenly remembers this clothing, which he set down somewhere and forgot about]

Eli: Well. Time to move again!

~It Just Gets Stranger


  1. This is the funniest post ever. There are no words to describe it other than funny. OMG. The fact that you live in the smallest town makes it even better/worse!

    1. I was just thinking the same thing! You would have to see these people out and about right?!

  2. I'm going to pass out from laughing so hard! This might be the funniest thing I have ever read! Sharing this!

  3. No! No! Please tell me this story is true! I cannot stop laughing! This just made my whole month!

  4. I am laughing so hard I can't breathe! I knew what was coming because my friend talked me into a body scrub a few years ago, I didn't get clothing to put on either and the person who scrubbed me down was a burly guy named BUCK. No joke. I'm so sorry for you, but thanks for sharing because now I don't feel so alone!

  5. Wow, I just... Wow. Lol

  6. You seem to end up in these situations frequently, I can't say I mind since it makes for great reading. But really how does this keep happening?

  7. " Only I think I might be going through puberty this time." best line ever! hahaha.... not that I would laugh at you being a late bloomer but.... hahahahaha!

  8. Hahaha! Dude, you should really never leave that island. Think of all the trouble you'll get into in the big, wide world. Seems like the safest bet and you'll run out of people to get embarassed in front of. Give it another week or two and you'll have covered the entire population, surely.

    1. I agree. Besides, you have no more skeletons to hide. They KNOW you. How can you possibly embarrass yourself further. On second thought, never mind

    2. Eli will find a way to embarrass himself further. He always does! WHY ELSE DO YOU THINK THIS BLOG CONTINUES TO THRIVE WITH SUCH AMAZING UNIQUE CONTENT?

  9. Amazing story......your life is great! (well, it entertains us anyway! Lol!) Actually laughed out loud reading this!

  10. Hilarious. Could you go get something waxed next?

  11. Can't...stop...laughing! So...funny...can't...breath...
    Totally made my morning ten time better. Thanks for sharing :)

  12. I feel for you man. Having had many embarrassing moments in my life (so thankful that none has been as embarrassing as this one), I feel your pain. Doesn't it feel great to let EVERYONE know your embarrassing moments though? It doesn't make sense, but I always feel that sharing your embarrassment with a friend makes it all a little bit better. And just only have 6 more months to walk around avoiding those people in your tiny town. Good luck.

  13. Do you ever start to wonder if these people follow your blog and they are trying to set you up? Thanks for the ab workout!

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  15. This is hysterical! And as odd as it sounds, I've heard this story before... I spent a couple weeks performing with a dance company in China last October, and one night some of the girls decided to walk down the street from our hotel to a massage house. They didn't have enough attendants for all of us, so all but four of us left. We found out the next day from the four who stayed that, due to an obvious lack of communication, they didn't actually receive massages but naked exfoliation treatments. The room they were all in had mirrors on the walls and ceilings, so they literally couldn't avoid watching themselves and each other get a scrub down. I guess they must have forgotten the little outfits, too. Or maybe Daniel is lying to you. Anyway, hearing them explain what happened definitely marks the greatest fit of laughter in my 21 years. You are not alone in your naked exfoliation adventures, Eli.

  16. HAHAHAHA!! OMG Eli, thank you!!! I totally needed that! Right now I'm sitting in my school library trying REALLY hard not to laugh too loud and all the people around me are looking at me like I'm that crazy old homeless lady who stands on the street laughing at an inanimate object like it's either the greatest comedian in the world or the absolute funniest piece of trash she's ever seen! :D Love you, as always :D

  17. Hahaha the poor woman who had to scrub him down! I mean if I had a client come in naked, I would be pretty freaked out!

  18. I did one of these in Turkey, and it was me and my 5 friends in a giant, ancient stone bathhouse, all nude, while old Turkish women in zebra-striped bathing suits soaped us up and washed our hair. I giggled awkwardly too, although I probably ended up on Daniel's side of things.

  19. I definitely almost laughed out loud in my law and public ed class. Good thing you're more interesting than my professor. :P

  20. Oh Eli, I am sitting here with bronchitis thinking I am the most pathetic person ever, when I read this and realize things could be much, much worse. Except reading this was partial torture because I had to laugh on the inside so I don't start coughing. I cannot wait to read this one to my mom!

  21. Hahahahaha! That is amazing! I am sorry that I do not know how you feel. I am not ticklish. It really annoys my boyfriend. I am so happy that you watch Mr. Bean, you don't even know. I grew up watching that show. :D

  22. I don't know why I find funnier the lady tickling you on purpose than you being naked. Either way, hilarious.

  23. Oh, my gosh....I am going to enjoy this the rest of the day! You should seriously have your own TV show!

  24. I am so sorry for your pain, but that is awesome. Were you still naked when you saw the lady in the hallway or did you have the sheet?

  25. Shut up haha I am sitting here laughing so loud, this is the funniest thing I've ever heard!

  26. OMG...I'm laughing so hard that I'm crying and my kids are yelling at me to stop laughing!

  27. Oh Eli, just when I thought I couldn't love you any more.

  28. This made me laugh and reminded me of an experience me and my friends had while getting a massage in China. It might make you laugh: