L'Occitane Ho Chi Minh~
It is dark. I am lying face down. Feeling a bit chilly. Perhaps it’s because I only have a towel draped over me. I am held hostage with my head planted in the “hole”. I am not able to see the activity around me but I am not unaware. Relying on my super-duper hearing I am able to piece together the scene in my head. The door opened a few seconds ago… letting all the outside noise infiltrate the room. I don’t think the door has been closed properly because I can still hear people talking, laughing, and walking. Walking??? Are they walking by my room? Can they see me in my state of undress? This worries me and I start to feel panicky. One should not be feeling stressed when they are at the spa.
My masseuse continues to walk in and out of room a number of times during my session. This confuses me, because I am left in the dark, literally. I am not informed as to what is happening around me. A couple of times, the door opens and someone begins to carry on a conversation with my masseuse. Really??? What happened to “my time”? Focus here!
After my namby-pamby massage, I am left alone again. Did they forget about my facial? Somebody enters the room. Finally! The final step of my facial was a peel off face mask. The mask was applied. I am not informed as to how long I need to wait. Instead, she leaves the room. Alone again. After some time, I found myself trying to figure out how much time had passed. My mind begins to wander and I think of movies involving inmates – and how they lose track of time thus resorting to making marks on the walls. I wish I could see a clock. I wish I could just see. My anxiety builds. I think about counting sheep. Maybe I can figure out how much time passes or maybe just pass out. Either way, it may alleviate my anxiety. At this point, I am certain that the staff have forgotten about me. I am cold again.
An eternity later, the spa personnel returns to attend to me. My session is over. I am invited to rinse off in the private shower inside my treatment room. However, I am not left alone this time. She begins to clean up the room. I am confused. Am I supposed to take a shower in the stall with the clear glass doors with her in the room? Seemingly, this was what was expected of me. Just wanting to get out of there, I quickly rinsed off. I wished that I was in the dark again. Awkward.
I am at counter, waiting to pay my bill. Bill paid. Had to request for a receipt as none was offered to me. Of the 5 employees cluttered around the counter, not one thanked me for my business.
Quite unfortunate for L’Occitane En Provence in Ho Chi Minh. I have frequented this spa numerous times over the past several years. During earlier visits the service has been wonderful. But with each subsequent visit, I’ve observed a marked decline in customer service. This last visit will literally be my last.
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