One of my favorite bloggers, Worker Mommy, has a What Would You Do Wednesday where she comes up with a scenario and asks her readers to say how they would respond. A couple weeks ago, I was talking with one of the lifeguards at the pool about responsibility to fellow patrons of the Y. I immediately questioned what that meant. Did that mean wiping down the machines in the weight room because seriously, I think some patrons need a workshop on that one. Perhaps it meant not cutting in line for the treadmills. Perhaps a workshop for that? Nah, I've only seen that one happen once or twice.
What she said, though really made me think. What do you do when you see someone who's wearing a see-through shirt or has their biking pants on inside out so that the giant crotch pad is on the outside? (I swear that one wasn't me!!) What about when they have toilet paper hanging out of the back of their pants and they're in the middle of working out? These are all things she's actually seen. Another staff member also piped in that she's seen those things a few times as well. Well, not the biking pants thing because that was her and she wished that someone had told her. The lifeguard said that she always politely points it out.
I sat there nodding my head in agreement. Of course I would tell the person. After all, I would want to be told. Better to be embarrassed in front of one person than a whole room full of people. How could someone not say something? I started to become indignant at those who let others embarrass themselves in silence. I began to think of the different scenarios in which I would not be afraid to tell the unknowing person about their faux pas. You know one of those daydreamy things where you have to remind yourself that the man wearing his shirt inside out in the weight room doesn't actually exist particularly since you are in the pool and haven't been in the weight room in two days? I was determined. I would do a blog post about it. Then I promptly forgot about it. It was like the conversation never happened.
Until today. I was sitting with my kids on the pool deck (YS was strapped in his stroller) waiting for swim lessons to start. One of the lap swimmers that I recognized from swimming at the pool for the past few years was there. She got out of the pool and I have to say that...well how should I put this...I didn't recognize her. Her suit was see through. She quickly went into the lockerroom. So you might assume that I grabbed the kids, dashed after her, and nicely informed her that it was time for the suit to retire. Sadly, I did no such thing. I was so surprised that I sat perfectly still. In the few seconds it took me to realize I should say something, she was already opening the lockerroom door. I had quite a view of her rear as she walked into the locker room. I hope that she was walking so quickly because she knew about her suit, but I think not. Hopefully the lifeguard will say something.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: What you want to do and what you do are not always the same.Labels: Humor (at least Attempted) |
i had to throw away a bathing suite i ADORED because i noticed it was getting VERY CLOSE to see through one day. i think I caught it before it got there, but it would have been traumatic! ;)