After my swim I headed into the steam room. When the mist cleared I was taken aback to see an absolute Adonis of a male sitting on the bench. Not something you see every day in Mullingar!
Anyway I got a tad flustered and sat down quickly on the bench opposite him to mask my wobbly bits..
Big Mistake!
Wet swimsuit plus hot tiled bench equals LOUD SQUELCHY FARTY NOISE!
It was the loudest I ever heard. Fair dues to him, he never batted an eyelid. I sat there in embarrassment wondering how long I had to sit before I could legitimately leave,. I was hoping he'd leave but then thought that if he left too soon it was because he thought I really had farted.
AS I MAY HAVE SAID BEFORE, I AM THE QUEEN OF OVERTHINKING!
Minutes ticked slowly by. The sweat was dripping down my face which may have been due to the fact that I was in a steam room but was more likely because of my mortification.
After what seemed like an eternity the door opened again and two women entered. I took this as my chance and escaped.
Why do these things have to happen to me???
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