Today I was severely reprimanded at my Zumba class. I admit, the rebel in me defied the rules. I have always had difficulty with obedience. The sign said: "STAFF ONLY."
I was reminded of a song: "Signs, signs, everywhere a sign - blocking out the scenery, breaking my mind. Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?" I guess I'm just a baby-boomer, hippie from the sixties, but a sign like "Do Not Enter" is an invitation to me.
Today, I endeavored to use the staff bathroom at Curves. With the patron facilities occupied and three needy ladies in line and facing a dance class deadline, I did the unthinkable. Unfortunately, the franchise owner discovered my serious transgression and asked me to leave the room. She shooed me out like a dog.
She said: "No, No" to me as if I were a kindergartner. Can you imagine the nerve of someone saying "No" to me? Apparently she doesn't recognize who I am. I am known, in this situation, as THE CUSTOMER! I'm always right.
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