The reason I'm able to ride to work in the morning is because there are showers here. Otherwise I'd be a sweaty Newly, and nobody would want to talk to me.
Although, now I come to think of it, that wouldn't be such a bad thing...
But I digress.
The office cleaners have a habit of bursting into the changing rooms unannounced. And today, a lady who looks slight older than my grandmother made an appearance. Naturally, I was entirely naked (being just about to enter the cubicle.) She gave me an appraising look:
"Cold morning was it, love?"
And then shuffled off to push a filthy mop around the floor. Sadly, it took about 10 minutes before any ripost wittier than "F*** off" sprung to mind.
