Here's a doozy . . . last week, the woman near my locker, farted. I know it's human nature but she was of course in her birthday suit AND let loose! Holy smokes, the locker room is not to be confused with your own bathroom! Oh! Oh! Then on another day, as I left the locker room, one woman was drying her hair in front of the mirror and sink counter and her friend was chatting with her . . . and mixing flour (with her hands) in a bowl to make dough. (throwing my hands up!)
Oh, and lastly, there is a man whom I have dubbed 'boxer boy'. I really think he is not wearing gym shorts or shorts of any kind but rather boxers. His t-shirt is just a plain white t-shirt that could easily go for an undershirt too. I tried to take a picture with my iPhone but not only did my flash go off, but my phone did the "click" noise when I took it (and I was on the treadmill next to him). I think I watched too many Get Smart shows and not enough James Bond. Here's the infamous photo . . . see if you can tell . . .
2 comments:
Too bad it wasn't a frontal shot but I guess you're keeping this blog PG. :) Remind me not to use a treadmill next to you. Well, it sounds like going to the gym there is an adventure in itself. Hope you're getting good workouts!
Ha, ha! I would never take a pic of u on the treadmill unless you fell! :*)
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