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Adventures in Thailand: The Happy Ending

June 7, 2010

Thai massageI recently traveled to beautiful Thailand – land of cheap hookers, trannies and pad thai. Thailand is also famed for its cheap massages – something I took full advantage of during my stay.

The Thais consider massage to be medicinal, and I completely agree. Massage is one of my favorite things in the world, and I had planned on getting one every day.

When I arrived on the resort island of Phuket, I was quick to notice the prevalence of massage shops – there were literally three to five on every block. Most of these had female therapists sitting in the storefront, calling out to passers-by, “You wan’ massah?

While at first I was concerned that these massage places might just be whorehouses in disguise, other travelers and my trusty Rough Guide assured me that many are actually legitimate massage businesses.

I had already received a couple Thai massages and encountered nary a semen puddle, so I felt very comfortable walking into Terrific Massage this Wednesday night.

Terrific Massage

May gay bf and I had just eaten dinner, and he wanted a foot massage. Of course, he didn’t want an icky girl rubbing his feet, so he went to a by-men-for-men massage parlor we’d discovered the night before on the gay block of town.

I picked Terrific Massage simply for the proximity to his massage place, and we’d agreed to meet up in an hour at the gay bar across the street.

My therapist was Meeyu, who was very smiley and sweet and called me “madame.” All Thais called western women “madame,” which peeved me initially, but then I started to like it. It made me feel like a grand opera diva.

I walked into the joint and there were four stalls, each containing a mat and separated by tropical green curtains that matched the therapists’ sarongs. It wasn’t Burke Williams, but at $10 an hour (the typical rate) I was fine with this, and it looked clean and well kempt.

Meeyu started on my feet and I was beginning to ease into a state of bliss. Until I heard this guy.

Crappy Ending

Thai massage rocksThis guy had an Australian accent and was getting a massage in one of the other stalls. He was talkative and spoke in a loud, booming voice, which was irritating. This is a medicinal massage sanctuary, asswipe. People are trying to relax here.

He was flirting with his therapist, and although I couldn’t really hear her, I heard him loud and clear.

“Oh, you are a great masseuse! How old are you? Me? I’m 25 (he was not).”

I cleared my throat, trying to clue him into the fact that someone else was there, but he didn’t get it. He kept on with his boisterous flirting. Then it got weird.

“So, do you have a boyfriend? Me? O-hohohohohahaho! Maybe you could take off your top?”

Ohhhhh, GROSS!!! I screamed inside. I did not like where this was going. Pretty soon there was going to be some squirting and I did not want to be around when it happened.

I was beyond uncomfortable. I couldn’t relax. I felt gypped out of my $10 massage. I came in for some tranquility and instead I get an auditory sex show starring an obnoxious Australian dude.

I was about to get up and leave – screw the 10 bucks. But then I considered Meeyu, whose elbow was in my erector spinae. I suddenly felt bad for her. Would she feel humiliated if I walked out? I felt like a snobbish, privileged American passing judgment on her. I found myself not moving.

I decided to make a lot of noise myself. “WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO TURN OVER? OKAY, I’LL TURN OVER NOW! THERE WE GO!”

From then on, the Aussie kept his voice down and I only heard whispers and giggling. It is very odd to hear a grown man giggle.

While I could no longer hear him, I knew what was happening behind that curtain. Meeyu asked if I was okay, and I lied, “Yes.” But I was tenser than before I walked in.

Finally I heard some slapping, then some slurping, and then a muffled grunt.

Fine. Now get the fuck out, and thanks for ruining my massage, you perv.

When my massage ended, Meeyu handed me a plastic cup of water with a straw and thanked me with her hands in prayer position. I went out to pay and collect my shoes, and standing before me was the Aussie.

I’d guess him to be in his late 30s, with a receding hairline and Bermuda shorts. He wore a yellow T-shirt with a silhouette of a man sitting on a toilet that read “iPood.”

“I hope you enjoyed yourself,” I said, shooting him the stink eye.

“Huh? Oh, yeah,” he replied. “So… where are you going?”

“Oh, I’m going to grab a couple ladyboys and call it a night,” I said. It was the cleverest thing I could think of at the time.

And then I ran across the street into the darkness to meet my gay bf on the gay block, where another adventure awaited.

40 Comments leave one →
  1. January 22, 2014 3:07 pm

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  5. BigBlackGulliver permalink
    May 17, 2012 8:58 pm

    Rough guide to visit Phuket???????? Typical American……..go see the real country sometime. BTW the massage you are judging has been a part of the culture here for centuries.

  6. Ashley permalink
    May 6, 2012 10:17 pm

    If he wanted to get a happy ending it’s his business, doesn’t make him any more disgusting than any of you people having a one night stand. Stop the judgement and let people relax how THEY need to.

    • September 21, 2012 6:59 pm

      Hey, if someone wants a happy ending, that’s alright, but *I* don’t want to hear it when *I’m* trying to relax, too. How about he get a handy in private? Or how about the massage place post a warning that one might be subjected to the sounds of sex?

      Or how about reading this article the way it was intended… as a piece of humor not be taken so damn seriously. Lighten up!

  7. January 5, 2011 11:13 am

    Wow. What a disgusting dirtbag.

  8. November 14, 2010 6:24 am

    foot massage are very relaxing, i love to have a foot massage after a hard days work ;~*

  9. October 28, 2010 6:13 am

    i always get a foot massage coz i find it very relaxing and soothing`:’

  10. Vodka and Ground Beef permalink
    September 27, 2010 11:22 pm

    I can’t stop thinking of grown men giggling.

  11. huh? permalink
    July 20, 2010 1:32 pm

    dayum. you paid alot for that massage. Mine was only 4 dollars in Thailand!

  12. June 28, 2010 7:13 pm

    Wow, awkward experience, but hey, it made for a great story!

    Just discovered this blog today – good stuff!

  13. One More Year permalink
    June 13, 2010 5:17 pm

    That’s disgusting. Props to you, though, for at least trying to shame him.

  14. June 12, 2010 1:09 pm

    At least you (tried to) shame him! It probably had no effect on one so oblivious… le sigh.

  15. June 12, 2010 9:41 am

    Sheesh…what a loser, that Aussie!

  16. June 11, 2010 7:51 am

    Girl, I would have taken my video camera out said, “Smile mate, I ain’t heard giggling like this since Clay Aiken came out!” But that’s just me.

    • June 13, 2010 12:06 pm

      Oh, Nando, you are a real auteur, aren’t you? Dearie me, if I saw that man naked I’d probably be scarred for life.

  17. Danielle Mace permalink
    June 10, 2010 9:33 pm

    I don’t have a specific comment single girlie, I just wanted to let you know that I loooooove your blog postings; your humour and style of writing, wit and what you blog about that makes me laugh..and think..thanks!!

    • June 10, 2010 9:58 pm

      Aww, thanks so much, Danielle. That made me smile. Peeps like you keep me going! xoxox

  18. meyouandbutterfly permalink
    June 8, 2010 11:11 am

    you wont believe it, I was actually in Phuket about the same time as you were, I stayed around Kata (which I think less hookers and more quiet beach) and another funny thing also, I wrote about Phuket! haha.. well I did not emphasize on the massage thing coz I was too afraid to try it to be honest, so I wrote about the hookers, not in so-negative words. So anyway I posted my writing in one of the online dating (journal) and recently I just deleted my account (ok I will share this in my next story) Anyway if I knew it earlier (although you might be hesitate to give some stranger information on where you’re going) but I wish we could have meet up and I so dont mind hearing/sharing our misfortunes in dating ;) I had very new one recently, will share to you later :)

  19. June 7, 2010 8:55 pm

    You are very patient :-)

  20. June 7, 2010 2:08 pm

    HAHAHA gotta say, his shirt gets points in my book. I mean he’s like the stock obnoxious character from a rom-com

    • June 7, 2010 10:52 pm

      Isn’t that rich? Go figure a guy like that would need to pay someone to jerk him off. I’d have thunk he coulda gotten laid 10 times in that shirt.

      • June 8, 2010 8:12 pm

        I agree, under normal, non-post-slap-slurp-grunt circumstances, a shirt like that would’ve won major points in my book. It’s too bad.

      • June 8, 2010 10:31 pm

        You know, it’s amazing how many of those shirts I saw while abroad. I should’ve bought one and auctioned it off to a lucky reader.

  21. unluckyducky permalink
    June 7, 2010 12:48 pm

    I like the name Phuket. Always have, always will.

  22. brewers_rule permalink
    June 7, 2010 12:36 pm

    You should’ve turned the decidedly negative into a positive by talking loud w/your own masseuse and proceed to put on a faux-lipstick lesbian discussion until he got interested and then told him to get the F out when he found out the rouse. Would’ve been worth it to see the disappoint in the jerk’s face.

    • June 7, 2010 10:50 pm

      Oooh, I love it! But I’m afraid Meeyu would’ve taken me seriously and really tried to give me a happy ending. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

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