Before ever buying a deal on Groupon or Living Social I thoroughly look at the reviews of the place in mention. The place I bought my deal for had really good reviews, so I thought I was in safe territory.
To begin, this wasn't a horrible, no good, dirty rotten experience... it just definitely was not what I expected.
When I called to make my appointment, the owner of the place answered the phone and was an absolute peach. Wonderful woman. I needed to make the appointment before I left for camp and on the phone it sounded like she literally was booked up until the end of July - which is a good sign! Busy spas/salons means they have repeat customers or at least are decent enough to stay full!
I arrived at the spa 15 minutes before my massage, the usual, and noticed that there wasn't a soul in the place... which automatically worried me. I expected it to be super busy, but literally it was me and the owner. She took me down a hallway to and I met my massage therapist, who really took me for a surprise.
It was a man, early twenties (literally looked like I could have gone to High School with this kid) and had a remarkable resemblence to this character:
Yup, that's Connor Paolo, who plays Declan Porter on Revenge (an ABC show I'm mildly obsessed with).
So now I'm just super uncomfortable already. Great way to start off. Empty salon. Young guy massaging. Tiny room.
Oh boy.
The massage itself was decent, but kept being interrupted by him telling me, "Relax, just let me do my thing."
I would like to, good sir, but you look my age and I am naked (even though I'm under a sheet). This is uncomfortable.
After going over neck, right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, he finally got to my back (which is all I wanted in the first place!). He dug hard into my back (and I said to go lightly!), which left me sore for the next few days and honestly the whole experience stressed me out more than relaxed me - not fun.
After my hour (of which most I was wishing for the entire awkward experience to end), he said, "Well, Emily, I'd love to continue working on you, but our hour is up. Would you like to continue for an extra 30 minutes?" (Which I'd been told earlier would cost a sum of money). I promptly replied a quick, "No, thank you. I have lunch plans."
I left all oiled up and could barely make eye contact as he walked me to check out.
I learned my lesson - always ask the gender/age of the massage therapist when making an appointment. But, I now know which salon to steer clear of. Let's take the positives out of this!
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