Shaving should be fun

If I may, I'd like to share a little levity to help us all remember that shaving doesn't have to be so serious.

As a HUGE THANK YOU to all my viewers who have helped me reach this benchmark of 1,000 subscribers, I've shared an embarrassing and funny story about getting a shave. I hope you all enjoy it!
https://youtu.be/oj_HzkZQySQ


- The Clean Shaver

Congrats on reaching 1000 subscribers! I know it feels good to reach such a milestone! Keep up the great work!

Nice going on the 1000! How long did it take you to become fluent in mandarin?

Your embarrassing story reminded me of our trip to Japan in '06. After checking into a Japanese country inn which are responsible for keeping the Japanese customs better than their big city lodging competitors, wife and I had just enough time in our room to handle the toilet requirements necessitated by the several hour bus trip. Standing there in the room inspecting the bedding on the floor that would be ours to sleep on that night, when in walks an elderly woman who explained in extremely little english and lots of hand motions that she was there to prepare us for dinner.

Out of a drawer came what I would describe as a male version of a kimono. Making hand motions that I correctly interpreted to mean 'put it on', I began to draw it over my clothes. More signals from Madam Butterfly meant that I was to put it on only after getting out of my regular clothes. So, off came the shirt and pants and again I started to don the kimono. Still not good enough, she came to me and, just as you said, made the motion of a hand at each side of me at about waist level and drew them down, smartly, indicating that my 'tighty whiteys' were to come off as well. I blanched and was creating the next thing that I would say, when I became aware of my wife across the room laughing so hard (but silently) I thought she was going to explode! With that I manned up and shucked those Jockey brand briefs quicker than you can blink! Totally controlled, our hostess smiled and helped me into the komono.

At dinner, we eagerly shared our story with our travelling companions and as expected the same or similar scenario was played out by them, also.

The raison d'être for the trip, you ask? Fountain pen enthusiasts eager to see how the talented craftsmen of Japan turn out the exquisitely decorated pens known the world over.

Nice going on the 1000! How long did it take you to become fluent in mandarin?

Your embarrassing story reminded me of our trip to Japan in '06. After checking into a Japanese country inn which are responsible for keeping the Japanese customs better than their big city lodging competitors, wife and I had just enough time in our room to handle the toilet requirements necessitated by the several hour bus trip. Standing there in the room inspecting the bedding on the floor that would be ours to sleep on that night, when in walks an elderly woman who explained in extremely little english and lots of hand motions that she was there to prepare us for dinner.

Out of a drawer came what I would describe as a male version of a kimono. Making hand motions that I correctly interpreted to mean 'put it on', I began to draw it over my clothes. More signals from Madam Butterfly meant that I was to put it on only after getting out of my regular clothes. So, off came the shirt and pants and again I started to don the kimono. Still not good enough, she came to me and, just as you said, made the motion of a hand at each side of me at about waist level and drew them down, smartly, indicating that my 'tighty whiteys' were to come off as well. I blanched and was creating the next thing that I would say, when I became aware of my wife across the room laughing so hard (but silently) I thought she was going to explode! With that I manned up and shucked those Jockey brand briefs quicker than you can blink! Totally controlled, our hostess smiled and helped me into the komono.

At dinner, we eagerly shared our story with our travelling companions and as expected the same or similar scenario was played out by them, also.

The raison d'être for the trip, you ask? Fountain pen enthusiasts eager to see how the talented craftsmen of Japan turn out the exquisitely decorated pens known the world over.

Funny story! Thanks for sharing!

I don't know that I would say I'm "fluent" in Mandarin. And, actually, the language I was speaking in the video was Cantonese (the dialect local to Hong Kong). Though I do speak both, I'm better at Cantonese. Mandarin was my minor for my Bachelor's degree. I lived in Hong Kong for two years and only spoke Cantonese while I was there. I was near-fluent by the time I left, but I'm afraid I've lost quite a bit due to lack of practice. I've had a few opportunities to use my Mandarin for work, which has been fun.