So, this morning I was
So, this morning I was returning to my
locker from the shower at the YMCA. Certainly hundreds of people shower
there ever day. Maybe 1000+? I’m not sure. Lots. The locker room has
lots of small-ish bays filled with lockers. In the center of each bay
is a wooden bench bolted to the floor. Its a pretty standard
arrangment, I think. So I turned the corner to get back to my locker
and was confronted with some guy standing on the bench. Not so strange
all by itself. I mean, sure, its a little curious, but not a big deal.
Except he was buck-assed-naked! His ass was right at face level! I kind
of reared back to get my bearings — I was a little suprised by the ASS
in my face! Sure enough, he was drying himself off. He had clearly just
come from the pool and was getting dried off and dressed. Thank god. I
edged quickly around him to the back of the bay where my regular locker
is. He was dripping his soggy ass pool water all over the bench and the
floor as he finished drying off. I tried to focus on my own situation
and to pretend there wasn’t a HAIRY ASS in my face only two feet to the
right. I guess at some point he needed something from his locker that
he couldn’t reach so he stepped off the bench with one foot and put it
… IN THE LOCKER. He was straddling the space between the bench and
the locker so he could reach in and get his deoderant or something.
What a freak. I mean obviously he was put off by the potential presence
of various and sundry fungi on the well trodden floor. I can’t fault
him for a healthy concern about his feet. but for crissakes!! get some
damn flipflops! All in all it was an unusual start to the day. Oh, and
during lunch I got my self some flipflops. It only seemed prudent. Once
I started thinking about the Stinky Feet Project (http://www.thespark.com/science/stinkyfeet/)and its cousin the Stinky Meat Project (http://www.thespark.com/science/stinkymeat/) I thought decided it was the right thing to do.