In the building where I work there is a gym on the ninth floor. It is not a big gym and the locker rooms are tight. You go down a hallway, and if you go through the door on the left it is the ladies’ locker room. If you go through the door on the right it is the men’s locker room.
Twice now it has so happened that as I was changing a female has walked through the wrong door into the wrong locker room. First time it happened it was a young lady who works at the same company I work at. For a month afterwards, I could not look her in the face.
It happened again last week. I was standing there in nothing but my shirt preparing to put on my running shorts. A young woman walks in, and she suddenly gets a very perplexed Continue reading “Seinfeld Revisited”