*~*~Mommy of 2 TTC#3*~*~
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Made an appt with a new mt at the local massage clinic. The mt was obviously using another mt's office because his cards were displayed, his table was adjusted to accommodate him and not the 5'5" mt who was about to work on me. It was cold in the room and I asked him to adj the temp or use the heating pad on the table. He didnt seem to know what to do about the heat and the pad was news to him. I pointed out the control and he turned it on. Once he began the massage, he started asking me questions and this after I mentioned I would not be talking. Next, there was some kind of rustling around the table, he was distracted for a minute or two then continued the massage after he finished what he was doing. All in all a pretty decent massage. But , then I realized what he had been distracted with; his big size 11 hiking sandles that he removed and left strewn on the floor below me. Lucky for me, I tripped on just one of them.
What's the deal?
What's the deal?