I’m not one to do follow up posts, mainly because my life is completely disjointed and anything that happens in succession is purely accidental and mostly boring, but I just have to add on to The Towel Situation that I wrote about on Wednesday.
I know – you are beyond excited.
In fact, this is probably the best day of your life aside from that time you made out with that ugly chick and no one found out.
Anyway, this morning there was simply a handwritten note explaining that there were no towels at my gym, even though they were still supposed to be provided until next week.
I decided to go in anyway because I have time to kill before work, so I just hoped for the best.
As I went through my workout I gathered from the talk of the gym that the towel company wasn’t getting paid, so they came early this morning and took back the clean towels that were at the gym. Rumor also was that people were stealing towels off the truck, basically acting like wild animals grabbing at one piece of dead carcass.
Of course I was extremely upset that I missed that, because nothing says fun like watching adults attack other adults for items wanted. Just ask those people who trampled that Wal Mart worker. What a blast!
After I got enough gossip and had finished my work out, I decided to leave and finally deal with how I was going to dry off after my shower.
My solution? My undershirt.
I used my undershirt to dry off after the shower and now I am at the office without a shirt on underneath my dress shirt, which happens to be white with thin black stripes.
White is kind of a see through fabric.
My nipples are showing through my shirt is what I’m trying to say.