Word spread quickly at work.  Someone had placed some “Mango Massage” hand lotion by the break room sink.  This led to a whole series of questions.  Who massages with mango?  Wouldn’t it be sticky?  Are massages now a thing at work?  Huh?

Well, needless to say, I had to give it a try.  Sure folks looked at me a little funny pumping some of the pink hand lotion out of the dispenser and rubbing it into my wanting skin.  Sure it takes a man of great confidence to fully embrace the concept of a mango massage, but you need not worry.  I was up for the task.

It felt like any regular hand lotion, but it had a strong pleasant scent.  A scent that I can assume was mango, although I have never been this close to a total body mango experience.  Well, I was pleased with the lotion and that’s all that mattered.  I went on with my day.

About thirty minutes later, I walked into a meeting.  The only difference was that I had a certain confidence about me, a confidence that only comes with super soft hands.  Sitting down, I noticed that something else was different about me.  I not only had soft hands, I also had a powerful scent about me.  The scent of mango encircled me like a fruity wreath and filled the tiny conference room.  I smelled like I had just been rolling in the fruit bin at the grocery store.  I was the human embodiment of an intensely mango experience.

So learn from my experience.  You can pursue soft hands.  You can even indulge in a mango massage.  Just beware that it will forever change you in powerful ways.  Ways that overwhelm the senses.  Ways that make you smell like a walking tropical fruit.