Disturbed at the Y

So we've been taking advantage of our local YMCA (literally as Mel and I are not really members) pool every Thursday evening. The kids love it and it is good family fun.

That is until our swim time is over. This unfortunately coincides with the end of boys swim team practice. Teen boy hijinks I can handle. Their urge to beat up each other, crude boy humor and the "lets plug up all the drains in the shower" I am fine with (I may have helped a couple of times).

It is the lone naked hairy man I could do without.

Picture a soccer field with 12 13-year-old boys playing, a naked man is totally offensive there. Picture history class for 8th grade, a naked man again is totally offensive there. For some reason, Mr. Hairy Naked Man likes to shower surrounded by 12 13-year-old boys in lycra bathing suits. Am I the only one seeing something wrong with this? It is just a wrong vision to behold, I assure you. Disturbing to say the least. Now couple this with the fact that the boys are completely unsupervised (by parents or Y staff) and you've got a time bomb.

I don't even want to think what happens in the sauna (where Mr. Hairy Naked Man retires to after the shower).

Can anything be done? The guy has a right to shower. Maybe the Y should put a guy in there that offers grooming products and mints? I'd appreciate that.

But then I'd be worried about the guy they put in there to watch us.

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Anonymous said…

Is that the same guy that was on "Friends?"

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