2020-12-05 | Dream | New Locker
I was in a locker room, and needed a locker to put my clothes while I took a shower. I saw a nearby locker with fresh paint, opened it up, and one of the cubbies was free, so I started putting my clothes in. An attendent came up and asked, "What's your name?". I said, "John", and he gave me a label. I wrote Johnny on it, but changed my mind and got another label to write my real name on it. Other people had used different cubbies. All of them were used except where I put my clothes.
I was standing next to concrete stairs as I did this, and next to the stairs was a shower and toilet in separate stalls with a plastic curtain for privacy. I was hoping to get the shower, but I figured I should probably use the toilet first. I undressed, and a woman that looked kind of like the women I worked with in the lunch room at my junior high, with grey hair, strong and stout, came up to me and said, "Oooo... I like barrel chests", and hugged me. I made a comment that she was like Orphan Annie, but she didn't like that. I then called her something else she liked better.
The toilet was open, so I got in, just as the woman occupant was leaving. The toilet was sitting towards the left and to the front of a large room. Another man was lurking nearby. He went to the corner of the room and mumbled,"If you're like me, you don't really care "[if somebody is in the room with you]. I moved a big black garbage bag away that was resting next to the toilet. (The same kind of garbage bag that had been sitting in the dining room for six months that Sean complained about, that I finally put up in the attic crawl space a couple days ago.lunch_trays
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