Betrayed and Insane
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So I'm all revved up to dip into the talent pool at Hawaian Girl after sipping eggnog latte at the nearby Starbucks and letting my pooning desire simmer to the boiling point...
Boy, talk about a bellyflop.
When I ring the bell at HG, a maturer but classy-looking Chinese lady opens the door. I notice her tense facial expression; perhaps the place hasn't seen many customers today?
I ask her name, and sure enough, it's Lisaโmentioned a dozen times on eforum.xxx as HG's manager.
"You're the manager?" I ask, trying to get the feel of things before I invest my cash. My experience has been that places where the girls are accountable to a managerโand have to compete with several girls for clientsโprovide better service than where the manager doubles up as an SP with few or no other girls available.
"No," says Lisa, to my surprise, "here we no have manager." I notice any trace of a welcoming smile has vanished from her face. Her body language strikes me as impatient, coldly business-like, if not downright grumpy.
"Hey, Lisa...Are you in a good mood today?" I say, half decided already not to take a chance on herโI'm craving warmth as much as sex tonight.
"Why ask?" she responds irritably. "I'm working girl. Good mood, bad mood, doesn't matter. You want don't want massage? No ask many question."
"Wow, Lisa" I say, "you sound angry. I think I'm going to leave."
Her immediate response is explosive. "Damn you!" she shouts. "You jerk." I don't take it personally; I've learnt people's negative reactions usually have far less to do with me than whatever crap is going on in their own lives.
I walk out the door and take a few steps onto the snowy shopping plaza when I hear Lisa follow me outside, in a rather sexy outfit. She shouts after me: "Jerk! Motherfucker! Damn you!"
I'm not sure what the few people on the heated outside seating area at Starbucks were thinking. I know her reaction is classic displacementโwhen someone dumps a shitload of pent-up negative affect onto an innocent person.
Still, it's unlikely that I'll include Hawaian Girl Spa in my pooning circuit anytime soon. Some people really know how to chase paying customers away.
Boy, talk about a bellyflop.
When I ring the bell at HG, a maturer but classy-looking Chinese lady opens the door. I notice her tense facial expression; perhaps the place hasn't seen many customers today?
I ask her name, and sure enough, it's Lisaโmentioned a dozen times on eforum.xxx as HG's manager.
"You're the manager?" I ask, trying to get the feel of things before I invest my cash. My experience has been that places where the girls are accountable to a managerโand have to compete with several girls for clientsโprovide better service than where the manager doubles up as an SP with few or no other girls available.
"No," says Lisa, to my surprise, "here we no have manager." I notice any trace of a welcoming smile has vanished from her face. Her body language strikes me as impatient, coldly business-like, if not downright grumpy.
"Hey, Lisa...Are you in a good mood today?" I say, half decided already not to take a chance on herโI'm craving warmth as much as sex tonight.
"Why ask?" she responds irritably. "I'm working girl. Good mood, bad mood, doesn't matter. You want don't want massage? No ask many question."
"Wow, Lisa" I say, "you sound angry. I think I'm going to leave."
Her immediate response is explosive. "Damn you!" she shouts. "You jerk." I don't take it personally; I've learnt people's negative reactions usually have far less to do with me than whatever crap is going on in their own lives.
I walk out the door and take a few steps onto the snowy shopping plaza when I hear Lisa follow me outside, in a rather sexy outfit. She shouts after me: "Jerk! Motherfucker! Damn you!"
I'm not sure what the few people on the heated outside seating area at Starbucks were thinking. I know her reaction is classic displacementโwhen someone dumps a shitload of pent-up negative affect onto an innocent person.
Still, it's unlikely that I'll include Hawaian Girl Spa in my pooning circuit anytime soon. Some people really know how to chase paying customers away.