Monthly Archive for May, 2009
The locker room and showers at the gym are fraught with etiquette issues. The people who come in dripping wet and slop water all over the place ― water which will then get your socks wet when you’re getting dressed. The women who set up a bunch of paper towels on a bench to sit on (naked), and then leave them there. The random tissues and papers lying around (Pick it up? Or run away?).
The day after I posted my last bit about cell phones in the supermarket, a woman complained to me about someone who blabbed on her cell phone while stretching in the gym.
At which point a tall, burly, dandruffy, overfed man walked straight into me. I felt like I had been assaulted. He didn’t blink, turn, apologize, or acknowledge it in any way. His eyes were hostile slits, his face impassive.