This weekend we were soaking in our community hot tub. Very few people use it and it was empty when we got in. But about 10 minutes later, a neighbor showed up.
Aging jock type, not quite middle aged but well on his way. He started out with a swim in the pool, then got out to head for the spa and decided to insert himself into our conversation. His opening line, "Man, I hurt myself partying this weekend."
And it went downhill from there. It was only a matter of time before he was splashing us with near-cannonballs into the spa and telling us all about the good old days of the condo complex 20 years ago when you could use the community room w/pool table any time you wanted. Yes, nothing says winner more than bragging about living in the same bland condo complex for 20 years.
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