You know how when you walk in on half-naked people and you don’t know where to look and then you grasp what they’re talking about – what you THINK they’re talking about – and suddenly you realize that you don’t know what to listen to either?
Well that was me this morning after walking into the locker room at my gym.
Brunette #1: “. . . Yeah it was really big.”
Brunette #2: “You’re so lucky. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one that big.”
Brunette #1: “Actually it was a little scary. Especially when he . . .”
That’s when I grabbed my shoes and SKEDADDLED out of there. (Never thought I’d use THAT word.)
New rule, people: No one is allowed to have half-listened to conversations. Ever.