I truly believe that people who give facials must derive some sort of crazy pleasure out of popping pimples. Freaks. I had a facial yesterday and told the technician (or whatever you call a person who gives facials) that I was more interested in having a relaxing facial as opposed to her cleaning out my pores.
If you know me, you know that more often than not, my face is unfortunately in bloom with pimples. I hate it and despise it, but I've come to accept it as my fate. So, I hate the thought of creating more pimples than necessary; therefore, I didn't want to suffer from the breakout that so commonly occurs after a facial. Well, the woman said, "I'll just clean out the pores a little." Not wanting to contradict the woman who held my relaxation in her hands, I said okay.
Well, I've never had anyone work over my face like that. She seemed determined to find every possible clogged pore on my face! Thank God I didn't ask her to give my face a full pore cleaning. She poked, pushed, pricked, etc. until I thought she was going to bruise me and that I would come out with red dots all over my face. As it is, I'm afraid that a huge breakout is in my future, and just in time for my return to work. Luckily, I'm not bruised and she made up for the pain with a fabulous massage. Still, I think I will stay away from a full pore treatment in the future. Ouch.