This happened few weeks back…
Whenever my weekdays are over and no errands during the weekends…I usually decide to go to a Spa for a body massage. (this is wholesome, don’t worry!)
Usually, I go for very specific types of massage (Swedish, Shiatsu or Thai) but this time I have decided to go and have a Reflexology. I’d realized that its been a while since I had one (years ago) and I felt that I wanted my bones to move and make some knuckle sounds. Lol
So, instead of my normal Spa I went to a different Spa. And, here’s what happened:
Went inside this Spa and greet the receptionist (not sure if she was really the Receptionist)
(Translated in English)
Me: Hi!
Lady: Hello!
Me: I want to ask about the massage you offer on Reflexology?
Lady: Sure Sir, what to do want to know?
Me: How much is this?
Lady: Normally, we offer it for P500 but since we are in promo we give it for P300.
Me: (thinking I was lucky to save my money). Wow! Great!
Lady: Would you like to put in the list Sir!
Me: Yes, please.
Lady: Although, you have to wait because our Masseur is currently on break. But, she’ll be back in a few minutes.
Me: Ohhh! No problem. I can wait.
Lady: You may sit down in our couch while waiting.
Me: Thank you!
(Few minutes past and the lady left (I think went on break as well), so I was alone in the reception)
While waiting, a different lady stepped in. She sat on other side of the couch and relaxed. At this moment, I have still no idea that she is the Masseur that we were waiting. Few seconds while sitting, she started a conversation with me…and this is how it started to mess up and I end up uncomfortable.
Masseur: Hi!
Me: Hello!
Masseur: Are you going to have a massage?
Me: (Obviously! But I politely respond) Yes, I wanted to have a reflexology today Hmm. – Just for a change.
Masseur: Ah! Okay, where are you from? (1st hit)
Me: Oh! I just live near by.
Masseur: Here? Within this area? What street? (2nd hit)
Me: Oh! Actually, not this area but very close here. I usually passed by your Spa whenever I go to work.
Masseur: Ah, Okay, What do you do?
Me: I work as a programmer in an Insurance company.
Masseur: Where? (3rd hit)
Me: Just very close here…in Alabang (Someplace in Philippines)
Masseur: How old are you? (4th hit and this started making uncomfortable talking to her. But, no choice I have to stay polite. So, I answered.)
Me: Oh! I’m 27.
Masseur: Are you married? (5th hit, Whoooaahh! Hold the phone! I am not applying for dating service or something here…I just want a massage. But, once again I stayed polite.)
Me: No. No plans yet. (Looking at a different direction just to show her that I am starting to be uncomfortable to her questions)
Masseur: Ah, Okay.
Last question that really made me react.
Masseur: So, you’re still single?
Me: I made my sarcastic laugh and asked her in a funny way…”Am I applying for a job or something here?!” Lol
Masseur: Lol (then she stopped asking)
***Talking about being polite! Eh?
Right at the moment, the first lady stepped in…
Lady: Oh that’s her, Sir, wanted to have Reflexology. Are you done on break?
Masseur: Yes, Alright Sir, I’ll just prepare your spot/cubicle/room. (Whatever?! she said room but for the sake of staying wholesome I gave you choices)
Me: (Laughing) you’re my Masseur, Hahaha! After asking me those questions and interviewing me?! That would help!
Masseur: Don’t worry Sir! “I won’t look”. (Laughing as well)
Honestly, it was cool with me. Besides, I am quite comfortable with my body (In she want to see it. Lol) and I have an effective way to handle these type of scenarios and remove uncomfortable feeling (for me I guess). But seriously, it is really awkward to think that this lady is going to be my Masseur after asking me those questions. Personally, I think that going to a Spa and get a massage is already a bit awkward but moments like these made it even worst for me.
But to sum it up, I think the “Masseur” is being nice and probably building a rapport to her clients which I think she’s doing it a bit over the top. As for the experience, the conversation is really uncomfortable especially I am inside their Spa and but qualify of massage – hmmm, really relaxing.
I will not go back to that Spa anymore though.
Anyways, I think my experice about is really funny. I don’t know about you but you made it thru this part. So, I’m glad. I hope you enjoyed my “witty” ( that’s what they say about me) and really awkward story.
Once again, have a great day and enjoy life!
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