With a certain recent merger directly impacting my job, there has been a new level of stress in my life. So, I have taken up swimming at the local Baptist church. While I'm not Baptist, they do, as a rule, understand the value of a good swim.
Yesterday, I was able to swim a mile without stopping. I slowly pulled myself from the pool; went to the men's locker room and hopped into the shower. The showers are just a big room with about 15 shower heads, no privacy. So I was happy to see it empty and went about shampooing my hair.
When I washed the shampoo from my eyes, there was a fully clothed man next to me carrying a massive toolbox with a hard hat on. He then said "I speak very good English" and smiled proudly. "That's good," I replied wondering what kind of bizarro world had I teleported to. I quickly left trying to determine what exactly had occurred.
No, there is no point to the story. I just had to share. I still don't know if I should feel violated. I do know I craved a cigarette and listened to Patsy Cline while driving home.
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While I'm not Baptist, they do, as a rule, understand the value of a good swim.
True. The whole baptism thing does put a premium on quality pool life. But you have to steer clear of the fully-dressed people getting dunked, right?
When I washed the shampoo from my eyes, there was a fully clothed man next to me carrying a massive toolbox with a hard hat on.
I think I speak for everyone here when I say I was really glad to see the word "hat" in that sentence.
That and "box"
A better title for this post would have been "Mind if I smoke while you eat?"
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