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| - I made the appointment and was able to come in that same day. I hard a hard time finding the location, but it is in the strip mall where the grocery store is at, I think it was Albertson's. I came in and I didn't have to fill out any paperwork, which already was a red flag to me because liability? safety? where will the massage therapist touch me? Hello? I asked the receptionist and she told me that the massage therapist will talk to me about that before my massage. Ok. The massage therapist came out and the guy was my age, which made it a little bit uncomfortable and made me worried because of his potential experience level. I wen't into the room and there was no chair to put your clothes on or anything. He told me to put it on this shelf, which had the hot stone fridge on it. My clothes were cramped into a corner. He came back in and didn't really ask me any questions, he seemed very shy and nervous. I told him just to focus on my back and neck because I have been having back pain for some time. He started massaging me and it started fairly well, but he doesn't have any kind of technique. I am a very delicate girl, so I need very light pressure, which I told him, but I don't think he understood me at all. I said many times a little less please and he didn't change his pressure at all. This is the problem with male therapists, they don't know their own strength. He ended up pressing down on all my pressure points which hurts so much I was screaming and whining and he heard me very well. I couldn't lay still. He kept telling me that I will thank him later.... I just wanted to relax and I ended up cringing in pain. That's not the kind of massage I wanted at all, but I said many times can you just gently rub my skin because right now it's so hot and red I need like a gradual slow pat after being tormented, he didn't understand at all. He did my back for 30min and then told me I had 30 more minutes, what did I want massaged next? I'm like uhhh my back?? neck?? Anyways, he finished and I started to get dressed and found my clothes were moved to another shelf... my pants where my underwear were were moved to another shelf, so awkward! :( He gave me water when I cam out and it was in a plastic cup... no water bottle? It was just a weird experience. He even had the decency to ask me if I would come back again. I said yes, but what kind of questions is that? I can't say no out loud and make all weird. Never will be back here at all. Never thought it would be this hard to find a good massage salon.
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