With our membership to the YMCA, the Irishman and I can go to either of two different locations. Last week I went to the northern location, but I decided to try the other location today for water aerobics.
I got there just a couple of minutes late...the Irishman lost his keys so I spent a little time helping him look for them. The crowd in the class was about the same as the other...although the teacher was a guy about my age.
I picked out my weights and quickly joined the others in the pool. The people around me seemed very friendly. An older lady asked if it was my first time here. She welcomed me and said she was sure I would like it.
There was an older gentleman standing next to me who smiled at me the whole time. He looked a bit like the landlord in Three's Company...only older. He made eyes at me throughout the class.
As I was getting out of the pool, this man asked me my name. I told him my name and after a long pause (trying to be nice) asked his name. He told me his name was Bob.* Then he grinned at me and said, "But you can call me Tarzan."
It seems that "Tarzan" was is little hard of hearing. He thought my name was Jane.
At 20 weeks pregnant I got a bad pick up line from an 80-year-old man with poor hearing at water aerobics class. I think I got a better workout from laughing all the way home than I did from the class itself. My friend Dawn has suggested that is one for the baby book!
*Name changed to protect the not-so-innocent!