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Tell me your funniest experience as a massage therapist.
I have several funny stories myself that have happened over the years. I would love to get a good laugh with you on yours. Here's one to help get the pot boiling so to speak...
It was my first day at a little clinic in the south. It was a quaint place with 5 treatment rooms. My room, that day, was in the very back of the building tucked in the corner. The walls were this beautiful cedar with fabric-draped ceilings and votive candles flickering around the room, creating an ambiance for any massage lover's delight.
So the massage started off just like any other, a quick knock on the door and then you're off to the races. I was cruising along when my client, who was lying face down, asked for a tissue.
"Sure", I say as I go to grab a tissue. As I hand the tissue to my client and he lifts his head from the face cradle he begins to yell!
"HOLY COW! GET SOME WATER!!!" I quickly turn around to see that I pulled more then one tissue from the box and it conveniently fell over the, ever so strategically placed, ambiance building votive candle!!! As I stood paralyzed in complete shock watching the flame as it started going up the lovely cedar wall, my client jumps off the table, picks up his size 13 shoe to pound out the fire and proceeds to get back on the table, asking me to kindly finish his massage!!! Boy, what a day that was!!
It was my first day at a little clinic in the south. It was a quaint place with 5 treatment rooms. My room, that day, was in the very back of the building tucked in the corner. The walls were this beautiful cedar with fabric-draped ceilings and votive candles flickering around the room, creating an ambiance for any massage lover's delight.
So the massage started off just like any other, a quick knock on the door and then you're off to the races. I was cruising along when my client, who was lying face down, asked for a tissue.
"Sure", I say as I go to grab a tissue. As I hand the tissue to my client and he lifts his head from the face cradle he begins to yell!
"HOLY COW! GET SOME WATER!!!" I quickly turn around to see that I pulled more then one tissue from the box and it conveniently fell over the, ever so strategically placed, ambiance building votive candle!!! As I stood paralyzed in complete shock watching the flame as it started going up the lovely cedar wall, my client jumps off the table, picks up his size 13 shoe to pound out the fire and proceeds to get back on the table, asking me to kindly finish his massage!!! Boy, what a day that was!!
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Permalink Reply by Vivian Madison Mahoney on
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What a story!!! That is so, so funny and scary I am sure at the same time. Size 13 shoes? And naked.. sorry but I can't help but clearly visualizing that whole scene!! haa...
I LOVE to hear massage therapist's stories and so thank you for opening this avenue.
While this may not sound funny to anyone else it sure got some belly laughs from the people around.
I always went to work from 9:00 AM till whatever... this one morning a male called and begged me to come in at 8:00 AM so after much begging I gave in and went to my office. The client stood by the massage door while I was explaining the procedures for getting his massage. Suddenly and so unexpectedly he reached out and pinched my "boob". I instinctly hauled off and slapped his hand away from me saying, "we don't do things like that here".
I promptly told him he had 2 choices, he go in the room as instructed and find out what a professional massage is and pay or he could pay full price now and leave. He said I am not paying for something I didn't get. I replied, "you see that Mercedes of yours across the parking lot?" "Yea well what of it," he said back to me.
I replied, well I happen to have that auto's tag number along with easy access to the Sheriff's office on my desk and will not hesitate to call and report you as soliciting.
He swiftly pulled his money out of his pocket and shoved it in my hand and walked quickly out the door.
Well the story does not end here as you would think. The friendly building maintenance man, Marty, who was working outside asked me what happened. I told him, he giggled and that was it.... until the next morning.
I had passive exercise tables in my office and Marty's wife was working out with a bunch of other ladies. After awhile Marty came in, sat on an empty table, and asked, "Gigi, do you have $1.17 cents?" Puzzled, Gigi asked him what he wanted it for. Marty replied, "well I found out that around here it is $35.00 a pinch and I am $1.17 cents short".
All the ladies about fell of their tables laughing.
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Permalink Reply by Travis Alligood on
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Well burn it down ,
I cant touch that one but when I do I`ll tell you. Peace
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Permalink Reply by Jodi Riddle on
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Oh Vivian!! That's a good laugh... I can honestly say I haven't had that happen...thank goodness!
Vivian Madison Mahoney said:What a story!!! That is so, so funny and scary I am sure at the same time. Size 13 shoes? And naked.. sorry but I can't help but clearly visualizing that whole scene!! haa...
I LOVE to hear massage therapist's stories and so thank you for opening this avenue.
While this may not sound funny to anyone else it sure got some belly laughs from the people around.
I always went to work from 9:00 AM till whatever... this one morning a male called and begged me to come in at 8:00 AM so after much begging I gave in and went to my office. The client stood by the massage door while I was explaining the procedures for getting his massage. Suddenly and so unexpectedly he reached out and pinched my "boob". I instinctly hauled off and slapped his hand away from me saying, "we don't do things like that here".
I promptly told him he had 2 choices, he go in the room as instructed and find out what a professional massage is and pay or he could pay full price now and leave. He said I am not paying for something I didn't get. I replied, "you see that Mercedes of yours across the parking lot?" "Yea well what of it," he said back to me.
I replied, well I happen to have that auto's tag number along with easy access to the Sheriff's office on my desk and will not hesitate to call and report you as soliciting.
He swiftly pulled his money out of his pocket and shoved it in my hand and walked quickly out the door.
Well the story does not end here as you would think. The friendly building maintenance man, Marty, who was working outside asked me what happened. I told him, he giggled and that was it.... until the next morning.
I had passive exercise tables in my office and Marty's wife was working out with a bunch of other ladies. After awhile Marty came in, sat on an empty table, and asked, "Gigi, do you have $1.17 cents?" Puzzled, Gigi asked him what he wanted it for. Marty replied, "well I found out that around here it is $35.00 a pinch and I am $1.17 cents short".
All the ladies about fell of their tables laughing.
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Permalink Reply by Joseph Williams on
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THAT WAS FUNNY. Mine not as much. I had a young slim baylor student fairly quiet. Didn't engage in much detail during the consultation. We started supine at the head with the neck and the shoulders then to the arms and the hands and went for the legs...I always make contact through the sheet before going under well i had a hard time finding her right leg. I could clearly see the imprint of the left leg as well as the right thigh. After patting around on the quilt for some time I conclude I had been looking for an amputated leg. I felt so bad. After moving from the leg that wasn't there I found it. She had bent her right knee so her right foot was under her left knee. She was so slim it was unnoticeable under the sheet and quilt. Now I just feel silly.
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