The angel assigned to me must very humorous because the kind of things that happen to me are purely out of this world.
Before I continue this story, I must confess that I talk to myself and not in whispers like many people do. It keeps me sane.
Anyway, I decided a trip to the steam room was required to soothe my aching muscles and maybe meditate. All that steam is good for meditation.
The thing is that’s it’s very dark in there and and I’m usually the only person there. Apparently, people have better things to do than go to the steam room by 8pm.
I don’t know what they call those seats in there but for argument’s sake, let’s call them pews. So here I was lying on one of the pews and having a full on conversation with myself.
It was nothing personal, just about life in general and people I need to call.
It’s a friend’s birthday soon and I didn’t know what to buy for her. I complained that people could be annoying and when you ask them what they want for their birthday, they say ‘anything’. In my books, anything means nothing.
I kept this conversation going for about 15 minutes and at the end heaved a sigh and said “Oh Lord, tell me what to do.”
At this point I heard a voice say “well, if you ask me…” and I almost jumped right out of my skin (I didn’t scream mainly because I don’t know how to).
Turns out all the while I thought I was alone, there was a gentleman in there who listened to my musings with amusement.
Initially he thought I was on the phone and wondered what kind of idiot takes a phone to the sauna.
At some point he realised I was talking to myself and he was just entertained. I apologised, I thought it was empty…all that steam and darkness hid him (plus my eyesight is not fantastic).
I walked out of there as fast as I could. I don’t know if I can ever go back to that place.
I lie. I’ll be back there by weekend once I totally get over this.
Note to self: check you’re alone before talking to yourself. We can’t allow people think you’re a lunatic.