Ok... SO I went back to Bluemoon this evening. Was greeted by three women, one in her late thirties, and two in their mid-to-late twenties. They were all nice enough, but none were my type. They were all bottle-blonde, kind of big-haired, and a little more ample then I like. Not unattractive, just not my speed.
So, I politely declined. Fair enough.
But, on my way out the door, one of them made a point of stating, in a bitchy tone of voice designed for me to hear, "what's up with THAT?!".
Well, just in case she happens to read this, here's "what's up with that". You're offering a service. I didn't like what you had to offer, so I decided not to take you up on your offer. Nothing personal, and all business. It isn't even really a reflection on you. I don't think your unattractive, but you're just not my type, and my entering into a business arrangement with you would have been a waste of my money. Nothing more, nothing less. I made a point of excusing myself tactfully, without even saying anything which would suggest I thought you were "too fat", "too trashy", or anything else I might have been thinking.
If you're going to be a masseuse/escort/courtesan/whatever, you are going to have to keep a civil tongue in your head, and grow a thicker skin. I meant you no harm, and respectfully, politely made my way out.
Your childish, unprofessional behaviour ensures that I will never visit Bluemoon again, and I will not have an opportunity to review it for any others who may be interested. In short, you have lost an exponential amount of potential business.