My last client was a little strange. She’s an older woman, and one of those people who like a painfully deep massage. She gave me a hug when it was over and didn’t want to let go. She kept rubbing my back. Not patting, but rubbing. My brow furrowed and my eyes wondered around the room asking the question, “is this weird?”
She asked me a few questions and stared at me.
Her – “Who takes care of you?”
Me – “Um….”
I was about to say my parents take care of me, but that didn’t seem like the right response. I spot my back buddy (a device used to massage my own back) and snatched it up.
Me – “My back buddy. It works really well. I don’t have enough time to get massages these days.”
She stared at me smiling.
I started using my back buddy.
Me – “….”
Me – “It really works.”
Me – “I’m eating sushi for lunch. I try to take care of myself.”
She rummaged around in her purse.
Me thinking “Oh good please pull out tip money and not a business card.”
She handed me a business card.
Her – “You should come see me. I’m right down the street in Middletown. I’ll give you a reflexology session on the house.”
My ears perk up whenever I hear the words “on the house.”
Me – “Oh thank you so much. I’ll definitely come see you. Thanks.”
She hugged me again.
Her – “That was wonderful what you did.”
She was referring to the massage.
When I give a massage, I like to make contact with the persons hands to form a connection. And it feels really nice and comforting while I’m massaging their inner forearm. It’s the only part of the massage where an intimate professional bond can be formed. 25% of men (possibly more), like to grasp my hand and hold it. Sometimes caressing it, which sketches me out, but it’s usually innocent. With women it’s more like 5% (if that). She was a hand holder.
I never had reflexology before, and she didn’t leave me a tip so I feel like I should go do it. Is this a bad idea? I don’t know. It was weird, you’re just going to have to trust me on that.
After the massage, I went into the break room for a little sushi lunch. I ate a couple pieces and looked at the time. 12:30. I’ll be here until 8:30 tonight. I left the remainder of my sushi to save it for later. I have to make it stretch. My next client doesn’t get here until 2:30, so here I am blogging. It’s 1:02 now.
I guess I should read a little.
After ordering business cards from Vista Print, they show you a bunch of little add-on’s you can choose from for cheap. One of these add-on’s were stickers. So I bought a bunch of stickers for my clients to stick on after getting a massage.