Have you ever accidentally spit on a giant police man? Well, I did.

I work at a very nice spa.  I do massage.   A giant, enormous man came in and asked to have his lower back worked on.

He was solid muscle.  I asked him what he did and he told me he was a cop.  He was the most pleasant, easy-going soul imaginable.  That is not the story.

I had him face-down ( thank god) and I was working on his legs and I was bent over him and choked on some spit in my throat and coughed and the spit went all over his leg.

I massaged the spit into the leg.  What could I do?  I could not tell him what happened.  I think he knew, but did not say anything about it. 

He tipped me ten bucks.


I mean WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE?  There is no way out.  I just prayed he didn't notice because if he did and didn't say anything, that is better than him not knowing and me telling him what I just did.

See what I'm saying?  Accidents do happen.  Even farts.


I'm sorry, Giant Man, it was a pleasure serving you.