Before I injured myself and doomed myself to weeks in a cast, I had been going to the gym regularly. I loved it.
While Jeremiah put my purse in the lockers every evening (I don't like lockers. Or shopping carts.), I would look out the huge windows out onto the pond with the fountain. And ducks. Lots of water birds.
And hand to my heart - on one of those evenings, I meowed.
"Meow."
Because sometimes I meow at home. You know, to my cats (This is normal, right?). But I did not realize in the moment that I was in public and people don't actually MEOW in public and there was a slight chance that the lady sitting in the comfy chair reading her book might hear me and think I was a little cray-cray.
Because, you know, I meowed.
Just FYI - there is no playing it cool after that. Once you meow in public, it's best to just leave the immediate area.
Happy Friday!
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