New Life Source Chiropractic

I bought a
Daily Deal for a 60-​minute massage, described as «the center’s signature therapeutic, deep-​tissue massage treatment.» The surroundings were very nice, much like an upscale medical office. The red-​headed receptionist killed the deal for me. Her manner was thoroughly snooty. The first words out of her mouth, said in a tone of – disbelief — were, «Do you have an appointment?» I was dressed in dressy business casual, not, say, homeless-​bum rags, so I did kinda wonder what inspired the snotty tone. And from there the snottiness simply drifted into indifference as I explained I had an appointment for the DD massage.
The massage was … utterly mediocre. With no explanation from the therapist, I spent 10 minutes dangling various body parts around uselessly while I remained fully clothed («Are you going to massage me with my clothes on?» Explanation, please), until the actual massage began a few minutes later, a good 8 to 10 full minutes of nothing, I’m guessing. So the 40-​minute-​or so massage was, at best, a decent semi-​firm Swedish massage. Not 60 minutes. Not deep-​tissue by any stretch. And if THIS was their signature massage, they need to spend many, many more hours working on their penmanship. I tipped the therapist generously, nevertheless. Maybe she was under strict instructions? «Give the ones who don’t need chiropractic an uninspiring massage so they don’t come back.» — hmmm, that’s just my speculation.
As I left the office, the receptionist said … nothing at all. And I’m not surprised. This business’s dim future is well summarized by that receptionist’s attitude. You’ll get as good as you give, honey. Better luck in your next career. Maybe I will need chiropractic care someday. If so, it sure as heck won’t be from you.