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Y Are You Naked?
Dear Lady at the Y:
On Friday of last week, I found myself needing to use the restroom facilities at the Charleston YMCA.
I was minding my own business. While listening to my iPod, I entered the bathroom, anxious to get to the fitness center. As I rounded the corner, I saw you standing in front of the mirror blow-drying your hair.
Which wouldn’t have been a big deal.
Except that you were naked.
Totally.
Tell me.
Who besides you?
Does that?
It was mighty uncomfortable for me as was probably obvious from the angle of my chin as it dropped to the floor.
I rushed into the stall before my eyes popped out of my head, giving you some idea of what I thought of your exhibition.
Puh-lease. Put your clothes on next time.
Because I might have my kids with me.
And, just because it is the appropriate thing to do.
Thank you.
A Suprised Y Patron
(who would never dream of getting dressed in all her glory in the locker room at the Y.)
On Friday of last week, I found myself needing to use the restroom facilities at the Charleston YMCA.
I was minding my own business. While listening to my iPod, I entered the bathroom, anxious to get to the fitness center. As I rounded the corner, I saw you standing in front of the mirror blow-drying your hair.
Which wouldn’t have been a big deal.
Except that you were naked.
Totally.
Tell me.
Who besides you?
Does that?
It was mighty uncomfortable for me as was probably obvious from the angle of my chin as it dropped to the floor.
I rushed into the stall before my eyes popped out of my head, giving you some idea of what I thought of your exhibition.
Puh-lease. Put your clothes on next time.
Because I might have my kids with me.
And, just because it is the appropriate thing to do.
Thank you.
A Suprised Y Patron
(who would never dream of getting dressed in all her glory in the locker room at the Y.)
Oh my. My my my. Some people have no shame.
YIKES. There really are no words to say.
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