Remember, I give every client one of my business cards after their massage...
I'm putting clean sheets on the table in a treatment room right after my last massage of the day, when a male guest in a robe, sipping coffee, stops in the doorway and eyes me...
Guest: Hi, are you the manager?
Me (laughing): No!
Guest: Well, there's a business card back in the men's spa that says "Christina - Manager"...
Me (charitably): Maybe you read it wrong...my name is Christina LastName.
Guest: No, it said "Christina LastName - MANAGER"!
Me: I doubt that, I'm sure it said "Christina LastName - Massage Therapist". We have a spa director and a supervisor, no manager. And I'm happy being an Indian, I don't want to be a chief!
Guest: "LastName"...where's that from?
Me: It's Dutch.
Guest: Oh, that's cool...
Guest (abruptly): Is that your natural hair color?
Me (blink, blink): Uh, no...my hair is brown, it's just colored a bit auburn right now.
Guest: And you have green eyes?
Me: No, they're BLUE.
Guest: Well they look green!
Me: Must be my shirt...
Guest: You know, you're pretty good looking.
Me (laughing nervously): Well, thank you!
Guest walks away
Never a dull moment, I tell you...
I'm writing this down in my "How Not to Pick Up a Woman" file...
Good idea! ROFL!
Well, now. THAT was sufficiently weird. ;-)
It's VEGAS, Buck...one gets used to the weirdness, somewhat.
I was going to say, you know the poor guy was just trying to score some points with you miss!
Oh, and we entertained a couple of your Vegas boys here last week, just so you know.
Sean, he sure went about it in an odd fashion, though!
Were the boys trouble?!
Nope they were excellent instructors for their material, as well as being open-minded to new options. I was quite impressed by my first exposure to LVMPD.
Excellent, Sean! *whew*...:D
He was dying to hit on you, but you either missed it, or weren't playing the game.
Well, I kinda figured that out. But he was WEIRD.
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