Booked a massage with sarah, but when she opened the door, I swear the DeLorean overshot the timeline by 30 years. Either her ad was from 1995 or Doc Brown’s aim was way off.
what I got felt more like a mandatory HR-approved massage at a corporate retreat.
Zero tease before the flip. Straight for the finish on the flip. It was honestly the first time I left that spa feeling more disappointed than when I watched Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire. At least that movie tried to summon spirits—this massage couldn’t even summon a boner. Not a repeat for me.