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- the post-brexit wasteland
got into work today and found the showers both in use. oh well, such is life.
anyway, over the door one of them is a towel of mine. i see it slide inward but make nowt of it, not knowing if its just fallen off or something. anyway, out comes the chap (whom i know well) and do the "that's my towel jamie" thing. to add insult to injury, he hadn't even bothered cycling in today (taking up shower space for those of us that did).
however…
the towel in question should have gone back home in my rucksack last night (i always dry them even if they are dirty as they weigh less) as it had had several "sessions" this week. so "i dried my arse with that yesterday, hope you haven't wiped your face with it…"
and he won't hear the last of it around the office either
anyway, over the door one of them is a towel of mine. i see it slide inward but make nowt of it, not knowing if its just fallen off or something. anyway, out comes the chap (whom i know well) and do the "that's my towel jamie" thing. to add insult to injury, he hadn't even bothered cycling in today (taking up shower space for those of us that did).

however…
the towel in question should have gone back home in my rucksack last night (i always dry them even if they are dirty as they weigh less) as it had had several "sessions" this week. so "i dried my arse with that yesterday, hope you haven't wiped your face with it…"
and he won't hear the last of it around the office either
