Come To My Window


We have a gym at work and I used to workout everyday as soon as my shift ended. As of August however, I’ve been going to the gym at my office before starting my shift. As a tradeoff I’m forced to shower at the gym after I workout and then head straight to work. This isn’t really a big deal. I can handle naked old people walking around minding their own business.

Today was a little different though. Call it bad timing or fate, but it just so happened that the guy who was using the locker right next to mine finished showering at the same time as me.

With nothing more than 3 feet and two very thin towels separating us we stood in the locker room drying our naked bodies. Again, no big deal’ after all this is a gym locker room and you come to expect this lack of privacy.

The problem started when Melissa Etheridge’s ‘Come to My Window’ song came on the radio and this guy started singing it. Listen, I don’t really have a problem with Melissa Etheridge, but come on, this song is not very manly to say the least and this guy is just singing his little heart out. So here I am completely naked standing next to another naked guy who’s singing an estrogen driven power ballad. I think I heard some other guys in the locker room snicker behind our backs.

As luck would have it someone decided to change the radio station, cutting Melissa off mid-chorus. I thought I would be saved, but the guy next to me kept singing the song even though a new song was still on the radio. At this point I’m freaking out and just want to get the hell out of there, but I only have my socks on. Didn’t matter, the bench next to ours opened up. I promptly moved my stuff, finished changing, and got the hell out of there.

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