There are days when I feel like I have been walking around with a "kick me" sign taped to my back...Today, was one of those days:P
I started swimming last year, as cross training for my marathon. Never have I been a swimmer, but I stuck with it. For real, it's a great workout, and one of the main things I LOVE about it is...once I put my head in the water...no one bothers me (no Mommy this, or Mommy that...bliss). Until today...
Nobody gave me any rules of the pool guide. It's pretty straight forward. Go to the pool, pick an open lane, swim. Not. Rocket. Science.
Today, I go to the pool. There is one end lane open. No one else is around, everyone was in the pool. I think to myself Score, I got the last lane, jump in, and start my laps.
All of the sudden, I get to the end of the pool, and this woman is towering over my lane, yelling at me:O
Lane Nazi: "I can't believe you stole my lane!!!"
Me: *blink, blink*
Lane Nazi: "Didn't you see my stuff here? I can't believe you would steal my lane?!?"
Me: "Look lady, there are kick boards and flippers everywhere. How was I supposed to know any of it was yours? No one was here...Like I'm supposed to know this was your lane, and sit and wait for you to come back?"
Lane Nazi: "I wasn't here, I went to the bathroom" (which is on another floor of the health club. She had gone to the pool first, dropped off her stuff to save the lane and left.)
Me: "I'm supposed to know this how? I had no idea you could reserve a lane...but if you need this lane, I'll move. I'm sorry if I crossed some lane reserving protocol:P"
Lane Nazi: "No, I don't want the lane anymore, I have another one. I just can't believe you would steal my lane!" (When I got there, there was only one lane open. By the time the Lane Nazi got there, other lanes opened up...leaving me to wonder why she was yelling at me???)
Me: "Look lady, I have apologized to you, and offered up the lane to you. I don't know what else I can do?"
Lane Nazi: *miffing and shaking her head as she walks back to her lane*
Me: *yelling across the pool* "You are way out of line!"
Here's how you know you are a blogger...I swam away thinking...I'll show you Lane Nazi B*tch...I am so blogging this. Like we are at West Beverly, I'm Naomi and I'm all "I will ruin you!" (Did I just admit I've been watching the new Bev. Hills 90210? Don't tell anyone...)
Well, you just know that I leave the pool, go take a shower, and come back to my locker to get dressed. Lane Nazi's locker is right. next. to. mine:P That just figures...seriously out of like six rows of lockers...she is right next to me. Who did I p*ss off today? I so don't deserve this.
Lane Nazi: "I just don't understand why you would do that?"
Me: *BIG sigh* "Lady, all I did was swim in an open lane...if this is the worst thing that happens to you today, chalk it up in the win column and call it a day. Get over it." (Then I flipped my hair like a total b*tch, turned around, and and walked on...)
Lane Nazi: *blink, blink*
BOO-YAH!!! (I get to BOO-YAH, right? I think I won that one?)