A very funny thing happened to me on my way to the gym.

I decided to join the gym to get rid of that excess flab and besides the gym had a swimming pool. 1.00 lunch time at the office came and I enthusiastically went to the gym…one must be quick in order to change, swim, get dry and be back in the office by 2.00.

I rushed the 2 blocks to the gym, cast off my business clothes pulled on my bathers and grabbed a towel and the locker key and headed through the door in search of the pool, “I know its out a door and up some stairs somewhere”.

As I pulled open a large door and stepped through I quickly realized the error of my ways. The self closing door clanked shut and I was in fact on the wrong side of the fire exit. I am no longer in the gym, but in my bathers in a lane way leading to a shopping mall in major city. Not to mention the exposure of extra pounds of flabby white skin from a long winter. I whistled as one does to distract others from the obvious situation.

I sauntered past the shoppers and the shops and back into the reception area of the gym. Hi “I er went er…” Oh dear the receptionist had the biggest grin on her face.

This Really happened to me.

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