I guess I got what I deserved.

[radarmonkey]

After a long cold afternoon outside today I decided the best way to warm up tonight would be to take a scalding hot shower. So I did. While I was in the shower I was looking at the sundry of bottles my wife keeps in there to wash, wax, detail and polish herself and spotted a tube labeled Deep Hydrating Cleanser made by a company called Burt's Bees. Burt's Bees, I now know, is wholly owned and operated by the Spawn of Satan. Me, being the brainiac I am, decided to use this pleasantly orangey smelling concotion to shave my face with. I can tell you, that is the first and last time I EVER use one of my wife's products for anything short of stripping paint off of concrete. Holy crap, that bottle needs a friggin haz-mat placard. I think it stripped about 3 layers of skin off of my face. It burned so bad I couldn't leave it on my face to shave with. I really don't know what my wife does with that stuff and I don't think I really want to know. Hats off to you ladies, from now on, I'm sticking to my bar soap.

 

[been]

ha!!!

 

[Buddhaman]

I leave all my wife's things alone in the shower. I don't trust any of it, best case I smell like her, worst case I don't want to know.

 

[nofearfactor]

Glad youre ok.

I feel for ya bro. I live with a wife and I have 3 daughters and one stepdaughter, I always make sure I use my own stuff, learned my lesson the hard way like you did. I wont ever use one of their razors to get a quick shower shave in EVER again- took about a week for that rash on my face to go away.

 

[reddog1]

Lmmfao!!!!

 

[264Magnum]

I used my girlfriend's shampoo this morning. Not sure what was in that bottle, but it was like washing with Vick's VapoRub mixed with diesel fuel. My scalp will never be the same. Just glad I didn't use it to wash anything else.

 

[rhodesbe]

I had a similar experience, albeit not as painful.

One cold morning three years ago:
I get dressed in the dark, as not to wake my wife. In the winter my hands crack and bleed in the cold unless I use lotion.
My wife keeps a big jug of hand lotion on her side of the bed. One morning, I stumbled over in the dark to the lotion pump, and dole out four or five good doses. I noticed it smelled good, had too much on my hands, and decided to apply the excess to my face. You know, instead of wiping my hands on my business slacks and coat.

Anyways, I go to work, meet with the leadership team of my company (including CEO and VP of Sales), and proceed to take part in one of the bigger sales proposals the company gave that year - in front of the customer's brass. Things go great!
It is mid-morning before I finally have the chance to hit the head. As I am washing my hands, I stare up in the mirror and notice I have a bunch of glitter all over my face. That 'lotion' I applied hours earlier and rubbed on my cheeks gave me the appearance of a male twinky stripper.

No one in my company, nor the customer's company had mentioned this to me. For once, the term 'FML' actually meant something to me.

P.S.: We sold that customer on our multi-million dollar proposal, so from that day forward all my co-workers wanted me to apply stripper lotion as a good luck charm every time we pitched a sale.

 

[SgtMojo67]

Ok here is my story.........While deployed to the middle east, I had a stretch where I shaved my chest and then didn't. Well it was time again. It had been months so I decided I would use some Nair..........HOLY CRAP....I applied it all over my chest....(I didn't read the fine print)..........Well after a short amount of time..... my nipples were on freaking fire........Well I'm glad it was my day off because my nipples were hard for about 8 hours, bright red, and it seemed even blowing on them hurt.....I couldn't put a shirt back on the rest of the day........so don't feel bad......I felt really retarded...........

 

[been]

I had a similar experience, albeit not as painful.

One cold morning three years ago:
I get dressed in the dark, as not to wake my wife. In the winter my hands crack and bleed in the cold unless I use lotion.
My wife keeps a big jug of hand lotion on her side of the bed. One morning, I stumbled over in the dark to the lotion pump, and dole out four or five good doses. I noticed it smelled good, had too much on my hands, and decided to apply the excess to my face. You know, instead of wiping my hands on my business slacks and coat.

Anyways, I go to work, meet with the leadership team of my company (including CEO and VP of Sales), and proceed to take part in one of the bigger sales proposals the company gave that year - in front of the customer's brass. Things go great!
It is mid-morning before I finally have the chance to hit the head. As I am washing my hands, I stare up in the mirror and notice I have a bunch of glitter all over my face. That 'lotion' I applied hours earlier and rubbed on my cheeks gave me the appearance of a male twinky stripper.

No one in my company, nor the customer's company had mentioned this to me. For once, the term 'FML' actually meant something to me.

P.S.: We sold that customer on our multi-million dollar proposal, so from that day forward all my co-workers wanted me to apply stripper lotion as a good luck charm every time we pitched a sale.

ha!!! thats hilarious!

 

[Big House]

Yes, waxing ones face is just not the same as, well, I'll leave it at that...