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Listen, folks.


The first thing I need you to understand is that I DON'T hate what I do. I'm not sorely unhappy to the point of calling in sick just because I can't stand to be there. I really don't mind what I do.
But there are some things that I will never be able to get over, no matter how long I rub on people. Working in the service industry has opened my eyes to just how ignorant people are. I use that term in the most loving way possible, of course.


When I started massage school, I was promised the land of milk and honey. Come to find out, it's just a land of sea salt and jojoba oil, on a good day. I've addressed this in another blog, but I really never set out to do what I'm doing. Spa work wasn't my dream, and that's probably part of the problem. You can read more about it here. It's roughly 5 paragraphs in, halfway down the page.


At any rate, the average burnout for an LMT is only 3 years. I've doubled that and then some, and it's safe to say I've got some burnout. I've got that as well as aggravation, anger, fatigue, and some achy bones. More than anything, I'm going CRAZY because of the clients I encounter. They are uninformed, uninterested in BEING informed, rude, lazy, and demanding. I can't take it anymore!


I'm about to share with the world EXACTLY what those of us in the massage industry think about certain circumstances. If you are a regular spa visitor, you should take a gander. If you're considering receiving regular services, learn how not to be. And if you never see the inside of a spa but know how it feels to work somewhere similar, you'll relate.


**My blogs do not reflect the feelings of my workplace or coworkers. I will not disclose where I work, because it's insignificant. If you happen to know me and know where I work, lucky you. My opinions are solely my own and do not, in any way, apply to the business itself. They do, however, apply to the people who visit it. This stuff could happen anywhere. And I promise... I couldn't make this up if I tried.