While I was reading about somebody’s experience with ‘massage with a happy ending’ the other day, I instantly thought about one of my clients a few years back. As you probably can imagine, as professional massage therapists, we run into these situations sometimes. When I do, I usually deal with it with humor and refer them to the ‘Yellow Pages.’ 🙂
Since I make house visits to pretty much regular clients, I hardly run into these requests anymore, but naturally, I used to from time to time in my early years, and I remember specifically one client, B., who came to town almost every week for about six months or so, while he was expanding his car business here. The concierge called me initially after he had asked her for a massage therapist who would come to the hotel. So this is how we initially met. B. was a nice older guy, always a gentleman, and we ended up having really nice conversations from time to time. He seemed to always want to know what I was thinking about certain issues and over time, we established quite a nice massage therapist/client relationship. But we had to get past one issue first.
When I went for the first appointment, he was quite the gentleman as I said, never did or said anything wrong. While putting my table together, I noticed that he had two hundred dollar bills laying on the table, but I didn’t pay much attention to it as he had paid me already. So, when I came back next time, it had slipped my mind until I noticed two hundred dollar bills laying there again. Here also, B. never said or did anything to indicate that he wanted a massage with a ‘happy ending.’ But it was clear to me that that’s what the generous ‘tip’ was intended for. Even though he told me every time how good he felt and how much he enjoyed the massage, maybe he wanted to enjoy it a little more ….. :-).
Now, while I was driving to my next appointment, I was thinking about how to best handle the situation. As he was a very nice person, I wanted to keep him as a client as long as he came to town, so I didn’t want to embarrass him. On the other hand, I wanted to make absolutely sure that he understood that I was a professional massage therapist and therefore sexual favors were not included (he should have known that by then, but then again, he was a man, so he tried ….. 🙂 ).
Anyway, as I saw the money on the table again next time I saw him, I told him about one of my clients who had made advances on several occasions and was looking for more than a massage, and continued to do so, even after I had made clear to him that that was a non-starter. ‘So I had to let him go as a client, because he just didn’t want to take ‘no’ for an answer and the situation had become too uncomfortable,’ I said to B., looking straight into his eyes. And I know he got the message without me saying a word directly to him or embarrassing him. How do I know?
Well, no two hundred dollar bills on the table when I saw him the next time. 🙂