My first client of the day, bright and early at 8:00 AM, was a very glum, non-communicative lady.
Didn't smile when I greeted her, half-grunted in reply to my question of, "How is everything?" during the massage, just had a little rain-cloud hovering over her head.
After our session, she seemed a little better, managed a slight smile, said she felt more relaxed, but when I told her she had use of the spa for the entire day, that she could come and go as many times as she liked before 6:00 PM, her face fell again, and she said, "I'll be spending the whole day with my husband and his ex-wife."
While my brain froze in horror, not even wanting to contemplate such a fate, my mouth came up with this: "Well, no wonder you needed a massage...you'll probably need one later today, too!"
She just replied, "Wouldn't surprise me..," and went to her locker to get dressed, the first step on her journey to hell.