While changing the table, my hand falls on the blanket… which has a large wet spot. I go into the room to change the table and am pleasantly surprised to see the puddle is no longer there! “Oh wow, that was considerate of him,” I think… blissfully unaware of what the fucker used to clean up the mess. He gets out of the room, thanks me, and goes on his merry way. I don’t understand how people fall asleep during deep tissue massages but oh, well.Īfter the massage was over, before I leave the room, I notice there’s a literal puddle of drool on the floor under his head. “No big deal,” I think. “It’s kinda disgusting but I’ll clean it up after he leaves.” He always falls asleep even though it’s just shy of being a deep tissue. I was massaging a regular of mine, one of those that smells like he bathed in cologne before showing up. It’s been almost four weeks since this happened and I’m still pissed about it, so I’m posting it here. But it was on a dude where I wasn’t even massaging his abs! Thankfully, that’s only happened to me once. This is a massage, not your fun time.Įw, yeah, that’s gross. And if he pushes it back I keep doing it till he gets the message or say something to him.
I just grab that sheet and pull it up to his hips.
I don’t mind doing abdominal work, the thing that FREAKS me out is when I come into the room and the dude has it draped all the way down to his groin, like you can almost see hair peeking out from the sheets. Like my diaphragm was spasming last week and I had to get abdominal massage this week when I got my massage to make sure it stops happening. I have to get abdominal massage sometimes myself. It freaks me out and I try to avoid it whenever I can, which isn’t always an option. Hate, hate, HATE! Even if the client’s properly draped and tucked, it’s still too close to their junk for comfort.