Little One
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Hi Fellow massageplanet.netites!!
You're not going to believe what happen at our spa today!!! I swear, that stupid spa I work at should be OFFICIALLY renamed "The Potato-Head Spa"...
Don't understand where all these potato-heads are coming from all of the sudden,... but they sure are multiplying like crazy!!! Either that, or my boss had put a sign on the road that reads, "All potato-heads, please come this way", without my knowledge...
So anyways, this is what happened...
I get to work today, and the other girl is there already. She told me to get ready right away, because she's going in for a session already. So she did a client,... I did a client,... and it's her turn again. That's when Mr. Potato-Head came in.
So the other girl takes him into a room to start the massage. About 10 minutes pass by...
"Ding Dong." Bell rings.
I look at the camera... it's a girl. Hmmm... wonder what she wants? Maybe looking for work? I go out to greet her. Gorgeous girl.... She asks me, "Did a guy come in here, about 5'9, mid-thirties, short wavy-brown hair, brown eyes, slim-built?
Mr. Potato-Head!!
So of course, I said, "no". She says, "Well, his car's parked right outside".
I gave her my most innocent look, "I don't know... I have no idea..."
She leaves in a huff and a puff. I peep outside the window. I see her getting
into her car, and parking a little further away. Uh ohs, she's waiting.... looking at our spa... looking at his car...
10 minutes pass... I'm still peeping at her...
Ope, she's turning off her engine and is coming back this way again!!....
I hear the other girl coming out of the room. I go to the back to tell her that I think her client's GF, wife, or SO, is outside and is on her way in. The other girl runs into the room and quickly tells her client what's going on.
He quickly grabs all his clothes and hides in the washroom, since there's a lock there.
Literally 2 seconds later, his SO walks in.
I go out to greet her again. She asks me if I'd mind if she looked around. Figuring that Mr.potato-Head is safely locked in the washroom, I told her, "Sure, no one's here except me and the other girl..."
She comes in, peeps into the first room, the second room, the laundry room, the third room...
Uh ohs... She going into the third room... where Mr. Potato-Head was....
Oh no!!! Stupid potato-head had dropped one of his socks on the floor!!!
She picks it up, sniffs it, "Where's my potato-head boyfriend? I know his smelly socks anywhere!!..."
She's furious, She looks everywhere.... finally getting to the washroom. It's locked. She starts banging on the door. "I KNOW you're in there, I found your smelly sock. You better come out NOW."
Silence.
"You better come out RIGHT NOW!!! I KNOW you're in there."
Stupid potato-head opens the door. She takes off a ring and throws it at him. "You're cheating on me AGAIN???!!! It's over between us." And storms out.
Mr. Potato-Head runs after her... " Honey... Let me explain..."
Anyways, we waited the whole day for Mr. Potato-Head to come back for his
smelly sock but he never did. Maybe GF killed him and dumped his body into the dumpster?
Oh well...
Well, being the responsible, professional whacker that I am... there's only one thing I could do in a situation like this...
The proper thing to do...
Gotta send his smelly sock back to his mom, of course... wouldn't want her to not know what happened to her son, you know...
And with a letter of explanation too, of course:
Dear Mr. Potato-Head's Mom
We are very, very sorry to inform you Madame... But your precious son came to our spa for a massage... and this is all that's left of him.
Our deepest apologies....
*****************************
And oh... while we're on the subject of forgotten items...
All massageplanet.netites please note...
If you've forgotten any items at a MP... please claim them before month end. All unclaimed items will be donated to GoodWill. (Actually, me and all my whacking friend will have first-pick first... Then, all remaining items will go to Goodwill.) We've had a lot of people forgetting their items lately, (especially at that potato-head spa), and they're really beginning to pile up.
So please... claim your items... otherwise, they will be donated to charity. Thanks everyone!!!
You're not going to believe what happen at our spa today!!! I swear, that stupid spa I work at should be OFFICIALLY renamed "The Potato-Head Spa"...
Don't understand where all these potato-heads are coming from all of the sudden,... but they sure are multiplying like crazy!!! Either that, or my boss had put a sign on the road that reads, "All potato-heads, please come this way", without my knowledge...
So anyways, this is what happened...
I get to work today, and the other girl is there already. She told me to get ready right away, because she's going in for a session already. So she did a client,... I did a client,... and it's her turn again. That's when Mr. Potato-Head came in.
So the other girl takes him into a room to start the massage. About 10 minutes pass by...
"Ding Dong." Bell rings.
I look at the camera... it's a girl. Hmmm... wonder what she wants? Maybe looking for work? I go out to greet her. Gorgeous girl.... She asks me, "Did a guy come in here, about 5'9, mid-thirties, short wavy-brown hair, brown eyes, slim-built?
Mr. Potato-Head!!
So of course, I said, "no". She says, "Well, his car's parked right outside".
I gave her my most innocent look, "I don't know... I have no idea..."
She leaves in a huff and a puff. I peep outside the window. I see her getting
into her car, and parking a little further away. Uh ohs, she's waiting.... looking at our spa... looking at his car...
10 minutes pass... I'm still peeping at her...
Ope, she's turning off her engine and is coming back this way again!!....
I hear the other girl coming out of the room. I go to the back to tell her that I think her client's GF, wife, or SO, is outside and is on her way in. The other girl runs into the room and quickly tells her client what's going on.
He quickly grabs all his clothes and hides in the washroom, since there's a lock there.
Literally 2 seconds later, his SO walks in.
I go out to greet her again. She asks me if I'd mind if she looked around. Figuring that Mr.potato-Head is safely locked in the washroom, I told her, "Sure, no one's here except me and the other girl..."
She comes in, peeps into the first room, the second room, the laundry room, the third room...
Uh ohs... She going into the third room... where Mr. Potato-Head was....
Oh no!!! Stupid potato-head had dropped one of his socks on the floor!!!
She picks it up, sniffs it, "Where's my potato-head boyfriend? I know his smelly socks anywhere!!..."
She's furious, She looks everywhere.... finally getting to the washroom. It's locked. She starts banging on the door. "I KNOW you're in there, I found your smelly sock. You better come out NOW."
Silence.
"You better come out RIGHT NOW!!! I KNOW you're in there."
Stupid potato-head opens the door. She takes off a ring and throws it at him. "You're cheating on me AGAIN???!!! It's over between us." And storms out.
Mr. Potato-Head runs after her... " Honey... Let me explain..."
Anyways, we waited the whole day for Mr. Potato-Head to come back for his
smelly sock but he never did. Maybe GF killed him and dumped his body into the dumpster?
Oh well...
Well, being the responsible, professional whacker that I am... there's only one thing I could do in a situation like this...
The proper thing to do...
Gotta send his smelly sock back to his mom, of course... wouldn't want her to not know what happened to her son, you know...
And with a letter of explanation too, of course:
Dear Mr. Potato-Head's Mom
We are very, very sorry to inform you Madame... But your precious son came to our spa for a massage... and this is all that's left of him.
Our deepest apologies....
*****************************
And oh... while we're on the subject of forgotten items...
All massageplanet.netites please note...
If you've forgotten any items at a MP... please claim them before month end. All unclaimed items will be donated to GoodWill. (Actually, me and all my whacking friend will have first-pick first... Then, all remaining items will go to Goodwill.) We've had a lot of people forgetting their items lately, (especially at that potato-head spa), and they're really beginning to pile up.
So please... claim your items... otherwise, they will be donated to charity. Thanks everyone!!!