I feel like every other post is an apology for my lack of blogging. I'm just a very busy girl.
A couple of funny things have happened at the tannery lately:
1) This really nice and innocent college girl(a regular) came in to tan and on her way out, asked if we were hiring. I told her I didn't know if we were, but I would take her info and availability. After that was done, she looked at me and said, "Do you guys have a certain dress code?" I looked down at what I was wearing and just started to laugh, replying "Why because I am always so dressed up?" She also started to laugh, as she realized it was a ridiculous question. I was wearing a hat and a hooded sweatshirt...at an upscale tanning salon. She tried to cover by saying I looked cute in a hat. Thank goodness we don't have a dress code, because getting up at 5:30am to be there at 7 is brutal enough, however a very fun way to spend a few mornings a week.
2) This customer came in loaded(drugs/alcohol, maybe a combo), quite positive it was a self induced neurological imbalance and started talking to me. All of a sudden she started staring at me(saying nothing), which kind of creeped me out and then blurted out, "You have really nice teeth." I said thanks, but it was a little awkward.
3) The owner came in the other day to change all the bulbs in the bed and was complaining that he couldn't find the key to unlock the beds. I told him it was for some reason in the lost and found box, but that he may not have seen it as it was covered up by a bra. He questioned as to why there was a bra in the lost and found. I replied that I didn't know. I just saw it in there when I was finding some jewelry that another client had left. He asked me why I didn't throw it out, as obviously no one was going to come back looking for it...which is true. People leave their underwear in the rooms all the time. When they are getting redressed do they forget that they had any on in the first place? Anyhow, I left it in there...so, if you are missing some under clothing feel free to come back and get it.
4) To start the bed you hit the button on the wall once. Well, this not so smart, much older man(probably in his 70s) hit it multiple times resulting in resetting the bed. I got in the computer and reset his bed and he did the same thing again. This happened 3 times. Finally, he called his "lady friend" into the room to assist him. I repeated explained what they were doing wrong and what they needed to do, but they just didn't get it. Hit the blue button on the wall ONCE, not that hard, right? Well, finally the lady friend said to me, "Do you just want me to put a towel over his privates while he lays on the bed and you can go in there and start it for him?" Ummm, NO. I told him he could get dressed and I would put him in another bed that didn't have a button on the wall. Sick, I do NOT want to see naked OLD man.
Maybe there will be more crazy stories soon....
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My first naked old man sighting was rather traumatic. He was actually only 34, but he seemed old. He was a Mennonite from South Dakota and had broken multiple bones in a fall. The day came that he needed a shower...naturally given by me. Trying to respect his very conservative religion, I asked if he'd like to place a hand towel over his lap. He looked at me like I was insane and said, "No! Why?". I responded that I just thought he'd be more comfortable. He informed me that he would not be able to get clean that way. During the shower as I was helping wash the non-injured arm and leg he proceeded to point out to me that his penis and testicles were swollen. So began my desensitization to old man parts.
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