on being officially retarded...

So today I got off work and rushed to the gym (yes yes, she's trying not to waste her gym membership). I left work a little bit late, dashed into the locker room, got changed, locked everything up and barely made it to the yoga class. For some reason, after the class, I felt sleepy as hell. The class probably made me very relaxed - something me and my poor brain haven't experienced during the last couple of weeks where it was like I had hamsters on redbull in my brain.

Anyhow, after the class I zombied back to the ladies change room. There were some sofas right after you get in, so I sat down to watch some TV, just chill out before I get changed. And of course, I dosed off (more like, passed out). 30 minutes later, I woke up in a panic (where the hell am I?!), assessed the situation quickly (at the gym, sleeping like a pig, maybe snoring too), and got up and went inside to get changed.

I couldn't find my locker. I looked eeeeverywhere. I started out by looking for my red padlock, couldn't see any. Then I started opening all the lockers without locks on them. Nothing. Nada. At this point some of the girls were staring at me... so I sat down and tried to recall - except I don't remember anything but jamming my purse and bags in *some locker* and *probably locked it up* - I couldn't remember which locker, nor where at all.

So then I quickly walked around the locker room twice, examining every lock while more people stare at me. I opened and slammed back unlocked ones for another around while sighing loudly this time so people would sympathize with me. More stares. And all the lockers I opened were - surprise surprise - still empty.

At this point I was quite exasperated and just proceeded to report to the front reception. Plus I was damn sleepy so I just wanted to get home. So, I walked towards the door and ...

.... hey what's this section? there's more lockers here!!! HEY THAT'S MY LOCK!^%$@!

Long story short - in the hugest brain fart in history, I forgot that there's a whole set of lockers by the door, next to the sofas where I fell asleep, proceeded to get up, go INSIDE the locker room and have a panic attack while opening every empty locker.