Yes, I am an idiot. A cautionary tale.
Ok, I admit that I am an idiot. But before you agree too quickly hear me out. I was dead tired after a long series of 12-14 hour workdays. I wanted a foot rub and a HE. So, I remembered a recommendation here for 1000 Foot Spa. Sounds perfect for a rub of my feet and the extra rub and tug. I had never been but I found the ad and mapped the address. Called for an appointment and all was well. Arrived at the correct time and was warmly greeted by a man at the desk the woman masseuse neither of which spoke English and, since my Mandarin is equally non-existent, I just went where they pointed. Grand.
Here's where my radar should have perked but didn't. They asked for no $ up front. I was so worn that it just passed by like a silent fart. I was shown to a cubicle and the woman removed my shoes, socks and shirt. A wonderful massage proceeded. I have to tell you that her hands ought to be in some hall of fame. Her work on my sore feet was almost a religious experience. When the last rub of my back, thighs, feet, neck and head was complete she bugged out and I was shown to the desk. I attempted to ask if that was the entire service but (remember) no language skills. Well, it turns out that 1000 Food Spa has two different doorways. One side is a legitimate foot / reflexology spa the other is one where the service is more consistent with our discussions here. You can guess which one I picked. To add insult to injury, when on my way out and the desk clerk asked for payment I thought he said .5 when he, in his minimal English, said .15. In a sleep deprived stupor, I paid my .5 and bleary-eyed wandered into the parking lot wondering why he was so happy and grateful as I left.
Granted the basic massage that I received was worth every dime and more. I was just too tired to realize that I went into Suite #3 rather than Suite #4. They are side by side and both under the same marquee sign with the same window coverings. I guess I will have to try the other side but right now my feet feel great and I am so tired that nothing is going to keep me from sleep.
Moral of the story: be somewhat aware, sober, or awake when meeting any provider and choose the right door. And by right door I mean the RIGHT (as in not left) door.
There's 1000 Foot Massage and there's 1000 Feet Massage
There's a big difference. I've never heard of this door #1 door #2 thing, I think you just went to the wrong one. The one you want is on Spring Mountain, and I think you went to the legit place on Arville near Trop.
