I cease to be surprised at much of anything any more…or so I thought. I had a BIG surprise this morning…well, maybe not BIG; it depends on you look at “it”.
I went out to check the bathhouse around 7 a.m. This is something I do every morning. There were no lights on in the men’s room so I figured it was safe to enter. Just as I walked IN the door and turned on the lights, a man stepped out from the dressing area of one of the showers…and he didn’t even bother to use the curtain as a cover! I must have turned 12 shades of red as I was apologizing and making a hasty retreat. I’m not sure who was more surprised; him or me. He finally spoke and gave me some good, but late, advice; “Don’t look, Ethel!” OH, YES THEY CALL HIM THE STREAK! FASTEST THING ON TWO FEET! HE’S JUST AS PROUD AS HE CAN BE, OF HIS ANATOMY, HE’S GONNA GIVE US A PEAK! At least he had a sense of humor about it!
If we passed each other during the day, I didn’t recognize him…at least not with his clothes on!
Maybe it is a GOOD thing that camping season is getting off to a s l o w start!
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