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So this is what happened to me while i was at work on Tuesday July 26th 2005 at CT or better known as CLUB TAN:
a little background information first....there has been numerous times that while cleaning up around the salon i have found business cards or just peices of papers that read: " Girls that work at the tanning salon if you're interested in being a foot model please call 555-imsuchafuckinweirdo(you know what i mean when i say that it was just some random guys number.)" I never thought anything of it besides that until Tuesday when... so this guy todd whos kinda a regular,but only comes like 3 times a month --came in as usual---got his vhr session...bam goes tanning as usual. But once he was done he asks about the mystic tan and how it works. so i take him back there to show him the booth and told him how it works and blah blah(im a real good bull shitter)....then as im walking outta the room he says " hey i like the color of your toes" I politly thank him.. and then in my head kinda put 2 and 2 together--(hes the guy leaving the business cards)--then he says do you think i could take a pic of your feet...and me thinking hes legit. thinking hes gunna grab a camera outta the car or something.. and obviously being very naive... i say "sure!" But when he comes back he just has a camera phone... and now im freaked out! He bends down to my feet and snaps a few photos...and then says "can i see the bottom?"... im like "why?" Hes like "if you think that they are smelly or sweaty thats ok i like it better that way...i have a foot fetish" DUH OBVIOUSLY!!!!! NOW I AM TOTALLY FREAKED OUT--LIKE I DONT FEEL SAFE ANYMORE... and he trys to grab my foot-- i say "NO!" and he says "can i give it a lil kiss?" IM like "NO!" then he says "can i suck on your toes" "uhhh NO!" Then luckily a lady walks outta her room.. and through the lobby.. and kinda starles him....and he gets from behind my desk. He starts to leave and even though inside i am totally freakin out... i say very politely"thanks have a good day!" Then he starts walking back up to the desk and very childishly says "pleeeease" im like "no i have aboyfriends and i dont know you and just anything to make him leave--without being rude of course! Then he says..."what dont you think it'd feel good?" IM LIKE "NOOOO!" basically yelling... as one of my regulars Yannie walks by and notices that im freaked out and kinda sits back to watch whats going on for a sec... then the TODD guys says "well dont be freaked out or anything" and leaves... and so does yannie! I call katie my manager... and totally basically start crying because i just felt so humiliated... and takin advantage of... i dont know i feel so like i almost was raped because i kinda was. So even though this sounds hilarious today...im still totally freaked out about it and wrote the owner of the salon ((whose never there)) a letter telling her that i dont feel safe.. and if she doesnt fix that by either putting more ppl on at nite **CUZ RIGHT NOW THERES ONLY ONE GIRL OPENING AND ONE GIRL CLOSING** or like some mace to keep up at the register then im so done! ahhhhh --- im so exhausted just telling that story!
a little background information first....there has been numerous times that while cleaning up around the salon i have found business cards or just peices of papers that read: " Girls that work at the tanning salon if you're interested in being a foot model please call 555-imsuchafuckinweirdo(you know what i mean when i say that it was just some random guys number.)" I never thought anything of it besides that until Tuesday when... so this guy todd whos kinda a regular,but only comes like 3 times a month --came in as usual---got his vhr session...bam goes tanning as usual. But once he was done he asks about the mystic tan and how it works. so i take him back there to show him the booth and told him how it works and blah blah(im a real good bull shitter)....then as im walking outta the room he says " hey i like the color of your toes" I politly thank him.. and then in my head kinda put 2 and 2 together--(hes the guy leaving the business cards)--then he says do you think i could take a pic of your feet...and me thinking hes legit. thinking hes gunna grab a camera outta the car or something.. and obviously being very naive... i say "sure!" But when he comes back he just has a camera phone... and now im freaked out! He bends down to my feet and snaps a few photos...and then says "can i see the bottom?"... im like "why?" Hes like "if you think that they are smelly or sweaty thats ok i like it better that way...i have a foot fetish" DUH OBVIOUSLY!!!!! NOW I AM TOTALLY FREAKED OUT--LIKE I DONT FEEL SAFE ANYMORE... and he trys to grab my foot-- i say "NO!" and he says "can i give it a lil kiss?" IM like "NO!" then he says "can i suck on your toes" "uhhh NO!" Then luckily a lady walks outta her room.. and through the lobby.. and kinda starles him....and he gets from behind my desk. He starts to leave and even though inside i am totally freakin out... i say very politely"thanks have a good day!" Then he starts walking back up to the desk and very childishly says "pleeeease" im like "no i have aboyfriends and i dont know you and just anything to make him leave--without being rude of course! Then he says..."what dont you think it'd feel good?" IM LIKE "NOOOO!" basically yelling... as one of my regulars Yannie walks by and notices that im freaked out and kinda sits back to watch whats going on for a sec... then the TODD guys says "well dont be freaked out or anything" and leaves... and so does yannie! I call katie my manager... and totally basically start crying because i just felt so humiliated... and takin advantage of... i dont know i feel so like i almost was raped because i kinda was. So even though this sounds hilarious today...im still totally freaked out about it and wrote the owner of the salon ((whose never there)) a letter telling her that i dont feel safe.. and if she doesnt fix that by either putting more ppl on at nite **CUZ RIGHT NOW THERES ONLY ONE GIRL OPENING AND ONE GIRL CLOSING** or like some mace to keep up at the register then im so done! ahhhhh --- im so exhausted just telling that story!