More of a melee, the Oakland 24 is an interesting mix. For the most part, everyone keeps to themselves, with the regulars offering occasional smiles and nods in a sort of, "can't wait till these New Years resolutioners are back on their couch eating Krispy Kremes" sort of way.
I like this new world of morning friends, until I get to the locker room, where a sort of cultural collision occurs............and it's name is nudity.
These women ain't no joke when it comes to their birthday suit. It's a no holds barred skinfest, with open toilet door stalls and squats under the hand dryer in lieu of hairdryers. I mean really people, this ain't burning man and you're not impressing me with that c-section/appendicitis scar. Oh, and FYI, women with nipple piercings don't get to show them off very often, or so I assume by the need for women with such accoutrement to walk around with their towel wrapped firmly around their waist. And, is it just me, or is nude vigorous hair-brushing/hair curling a bit daring....considering. Nevertheless, I've now taken to staring into corners and cracks, (in the floor, get your minds out of the gutter people) and doing my best to move about in an enclosed space whilst gazing at my feet.
Oh, and the girl who sings in the shower was back the other morning. Sort of a "One Night Only" performance, which lasted almost 45 minutes. What she lacks in tone, she well makes up for in tenacity. Alas, we haven't seen her since......
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