So, I’m in the gym locker room yesterday getting dressed the woman I wrote about in “An Affair to Avoid” walks into my locker area. At first I didn’t know if it was her because, you know, she was moving around getting ready to work out and staring is rude. She was only 5 feet from me! Fairly certain it was her, I wondered what she was doing at the gym if her membership was supposedly canceled after February.
I’m applying some old Kate Spade body lotion (“Beauty,” discontinued) when she turns to me and says, “That smells amazing! What is that?”
As I am telling her the name of this product, I am freaking out inside. First of all, no one and I mean NO ONE talks to me at the gym. I am always alone and people rarely if ever strike up conversation. Second, no one strikes up conversation with someone half naked! And there we were, discussing body lotion with me in a towel.
No, I didn’t ask her about her affair and how she managed to slide by the front desk and get in to the gym anyway. And how ironic my one authentically nice interaction at the gym is by the woman who’s misfortune turned into my good fortune.
Next time I see her, I’ll have to say “hello.”