I was talking to one of my friends the other day about swimming as exercising. We both enjoy going to a public bath, get into a tight little piece of fabric and share sweat with innumerable other people in a little gathering of water treated with chemicals. Exercise. Yeah. But the problem we both always have to deal with, is the illogic swimming patterns of others - everyone tries to swim back and forth in a straight line, and since the pool is too small for that, you have to stay focused and try to swim around all the older, generally ranging from chubby to severely obese people that slooowly paddle their way through the water. And there he is:
The Splashy Man
He is at least 60 years old and very fat. Often also covered in large amounts of body hair, except for his head. And h doesn't know how to swim. Hence, he lies on his back and paddles with his arms, splashing and causing tsunami-like waves in the little pool. It is very hard to get around him since he takes up about 95% of the lane, and if you swim in the opposite direction, he is likely to swim into you since he doesn't see where he is going and thus can't swim straight, following his lane.
And this man, you will always find in the public swimming pool. Wherever you are, there will always be a splashing man there. Comforting, isn't it?
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