What's the most worthless thing you've ever purchased? →[More:]This is a little embarrassing, but when I was in my teens, and first started getting hair on my body--I didn't like it one bit. So, I had the bright idea of shaving it off, but soon, that became too painful, when the hair would start growing back, and poke you everywhere. I didn't want to try out wax or anything because I frankly don't think I would've had the patience for it. I could've used one of those hair removing solutions but I bet I wouldn't have had enough money to buy all the bottles to remove all the hair (I wanted every single strand of it removed from my body; I think it was a result of being abused by a guy who was really hairy). So, anyway, I saved up and bought what I thought would be the solution to my problem. A
Braun Silk Epil Epilator.
This was being heavily advertised at the time ('95,'96) especially in Cosmopolitan, which was like a bible for me back then (yeah--I was a weird kid), and I thought it was the greatest invention since sliced bread. So, I save up the 2000 Rupees, which is quite a sum, for me, especially at that time, go to a fancy department store, tell the clerk I'm looking for what I want (I tell him I'm buying it for my sister of course), pay the 2000 odd rupees (that's like, maybe, 50 dollars), and get the heck out of there. Rush home, tear off the packaging, hold it in my hands (smiling at how wonderful it looks) plug it in, and--struggle not to scream out in pain as the damn thing starts to pluck out my hair from the roots. I stop it immediately, and look at the instructions, to see if I'm doing something wrong--the model in the ad always looked so peaceful while doing it, with this innocent smile on her face (as if she'd discovered the secret of a life time), showing off her smooth, silky skin through a thinly veiled negligee), and here I was--in the depths of agony, and I'd just ripped out maybe a couple of follicles... there was no way I was going to be able to use this thing for my entire body, but god dammit, I'd just spent good money on it, and I wasn't going to let that go to waste. So I sit there, and proceed to push it up my legs, and thighs, and arms, and after about a couple of hours, I'm done with it. And I wonder--how in the hell am I going to go through all of this again???
I try a couple of weeks later, but it's just as painful as it was before, so I give up on my legs and only keep it for the arms. But then my sister starts getting her arms waxed, and one day when I mention to her that I do the same thing to my arms--she gives me this look--like--what is "wrong" with you. I want to tell her No, it's not my fault--it's that guy who put his hands down my pant and showed me his hairy dick, but I can't, so I just keep my mouth shut like a stupid jerk, and never take out the Braun Silk Epilator again.
It's still in my cupboard, way in the back, in it's original packaging (I asked my sister if she wanted it, but she declined), and the cosmopolitans are there too, each and every one of them that I'd bought for those 4 years, when I was going through that phase--but the worst thing that I could've bought during that time--was the epilator.
I should've just gotten a Gillette automatic razor. That would've been cool, and I could've still have been using it.
Oh well, you live--you learn.