How To Get The Cheapest, Yet Worst Massage....Hey Its Still A Massage!!!!

One of the last times I was in San Francisco I went to get a massage. I have no idea why I even attempt to get massages in San Francisco, because I've never had a good one. The reasons vary.

My friend tells me that he found a great place for us to get massage. I think this is awesome because its right down the street from our hotel. So we can walk home.

He tells me its like only 30 bucks for an hour massage and they are open until 11pm. Instantly I am suspicious, nothing in San Francisco is open that late. I tell him its probably a whorehouse. He convinces me its not because they have an acupuncturist on staff.

I am wondering why I don't know about this place since I lived in San Fran for 4 years and have been in this industry for almost 10.

We get there and all the.. um, service providers look surprised to see me. They are dressed in 42nd street clothes. They speak no English and give me the worst rubdown ever, I could not relax. I was seriously waiting for the girl to offer me a happy ending or something but that would have really would have freaked my out.

Never before have I had a massage by a woman in "Ho Shoes"...

I won't be going back.