I had an ignorant beautician (my threader) cheerfully smear some mango moisturiser on my eyebrows the other day after treatment, without even asking me first. There was much, much swearing and insistent demands for it to be washed off, pronto. I think I frightened her.
And what is it anyway with salespeople who accost you in malls and try to schmear you with their creams and spray you with their perfumes before you have time to say "no thanks"? Euccchh. So rude. Fragrances in many creams make my eyes water, and perfume makes me sneeze. I hate all of that stuff; my senses don't appreciate the assault.
Rant over. PB, I hope you have a wonderful, invigorating trip. (When are you leaving?)