What the fucking hell

After first five minutes into the massage which by the way was less of a facial but more of a back massage I could swear the masseuse was trying to kill me. 

She found knots in my back and tried to fix them and my neck area was a peculiar mystery to her. 

She fixed herself on getting rid of whatever bad juju it was that she found on my cervical space and as I result as I have a swollen sore area on my back. 

My neck now feels more fluid without doubt but the journey to getting there was not easy. That woman had a vendetta and she keep looking down at it disappointed, tsk-tsking with every breath, rummaging on my skin with a warm tool, almost sloughing off my muscles. 

I finally had to ask her about my facial massage, which was the very reason I'd come in and she gave it a very cursory glance and finished it within ten minutes, concentrating back on my back! Much to my chagrin. 

Upon returning my mood was dark, my entire back area was sore and swollen and my neck felt like it was made of rubber. 

I mean I'm feeling good no doubt but what about my facial?