This place is located in the small Viking strip mall between a liquor store and the pawn shop. Parking was not a problem. As we got out of our vehicle, two customers came out the door, a female wearing Indian Sari and jeans; the other, a man who gave me a sweaty glance through his thick glasses. A welcome table decorated with a dead plant wrapped in holiday red awaited us outside; perhaps for depositing cigarette butts.
Upon entering, we were greeted by the tattooed Chinese manager who tried to sell the $40 massage. "Forty dollah service very good" he exclaimed through his teeth and large smile. My friend told him that we were interested in the $20 dollar massage while pointing to the large $20 sign at the window. Another female who was eyeing us immediately got up as the manager raised two fingers at her; signaling to get ready for two customers.
My friend made a point that I preferred soft Swedish and that he liked deep tissue; "No Problem" was Paul's reply. The small Chinese lady "Coco" worked on my friend, while tattooed Paul (also the manager of the place) worked on me.
This was indeed the WORST massage experience I've ever had. The phone kept ringing, people walking in, the towel smelled funky like curry food (probably left by the previous customer either the Indian woman wearing sari or the Man's sweat). I shudder to think I was disgustingly breathing and tasting his body fluids while being badly worked on my back. After about 40 minutes, I could no longer contain the pain and had to say "easy" when Paul continued to use his elbow on my ribs rather than the muscles. My friend on the other hand kept asking Coco for more effort.
But Paul continued to hurt me while arguing with Coco in Chinese. The massage seemed like an eternity in HELL. Was I glad it was over.
We paid our $40 dollars and handed Paul a token $10 tip. Paul and Coco's face turned sour and gave us a nasty stare. He slapped the $10 on the table and laughed. That pissed my friend off who took the $10, grabbed me and quickly walked out - Never to Return!
If you speak Chinese, ENJOY listening to phone ringing, bright lights, arguing, nasty food odor, funky smelling used towels, used foot bath, and really enjoy either a good Chinese beating by Paul or a boring massage by Coco then this is the place for you otherwise, please DO NOT GO HERE!
I doubt this place is legitimate, I checked the OC Fictitious Business Name registry so I can complain to the owners but Dragonfly Foot Massage is not even registered. read more
