Merry Christmas Everybody!

Merry Christmas everybody! I'm off this week, so nothing to report from work; which is nice because I didn't take a vacation this year. And from what I'm hearing, it looks like I'm not missing anything.

Audrey is actually working all this week. I think part of it is greed, and part of it is because she has nothing else to do. All of her family is on the west coast, so she tends to become a workaholic on holidays.

But the weird thing is that business just tanked right before Christmas. Normally things get slow right about now, but Audrey said it's been absolutely dead. Believe it or not, we usually sell quite a few gift certificates at this time of year. Most of them get redeemed by cute little old ladies for therapeutic massages.

This year I think we sold just a handful. That's not a good sign since it looked like business was starting to pick up again after 2 years. I don't know... Maybe I shouldn't read too much into it.

Someone asked for a Xmas story, so here's one from last year. Speaking of gift certificates, I had a guy who got one from his wife who did NOT know that we offer more than therapeutic massages. Well, what she didn't know was that he was already a Regular here. I guess he "hinted" to her that he could really use some body work and she actually came in and bought him an hour session.

Well, now that the cat was out of the bag, he felt free to talk about what a "relaxing" time he had at The Business in the hands of Trina. In fact, he made it sound like so much fun, that his wife decided to try a session herself! AND she asked for Trina!!

So now this guy was shitting a brick - his unsuspecting wife was in the hands of his monthly little secret. Trina did manage to take good care of her, but she said it felt kinda weird to here her talk about how her husband turned her onto the idea of getting a massage. Meanwhile Trina's thinking to herself "... lady if you only knew..."

I know it's not the most exciting Christmas story, but hey - I'm on vacation! Time to eat cookies, drink eggnog and figure out the instructions to all the toys for the nieces and nephews. I'm sure there will be plenty of debauchery to share next year.

CJ