Being a massage therapist is wild sometimes

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Rent’s expensive, food costs a kidney, and my bank account whispered, “Find a job. Now.”
The universe replied, “Let’s rub strangers for money!!!!! Yeah! Pack up, queen time for your main character moment.”

I’m tiny. I’m weak. I never thought I’d end up in massage work.
I assumed it was all about brute strength and aching backs. But guess what?
Physical strength wasn’t even the biggest challenge.

No. The real horror?
Men trying to sneakily convince me to massage between their legs.

“Can you massage a bit… higher?”
Sir. No.
This isn’t Pornhub Premium. You paid for 60 minutes, not sixty shades of nope.

Anyone else survived a creep fest on the clock?

Comments

  1. BoilingPolkaDots Avatar

    The only massage I got, the woman massaged between my legs. There was a Camera in the corner. It was very creepy and I’ll never get a massage again.

  2. Thin_Rip8995 Avatar

    you just described half the service industry wrapped in a towel and false entitlement

    these dudes think paying for a massage includes a fantasy script they wrote in their heads—and they treat boundaries like suggestions
    but you? you held the line, snapped the script, and didn’t flinch
    that’s power

    and yeah, massage work isn’t about muscle
    it’s about reading the room, controlling energy, and holding firm when people try to push past your no
    and still showing up the next day
    that’s a different kind of strength most people couldn’t last a week doing

    you’re not just surviving creep fests
    you’re dominating a job that tests your patience, safety, and confidence all at once
    respect

  3. TexasDank Avatar

    I don’t want to get a massage cause I’m pretty damn sure I’d just have an awkward hard on. I bet a lot of guys avoid it for just that so it kinda filters out some regular lads