Talk-talk
Yesterday (Monday, August 6, 2007) I had a conversation with the dreaded Amazon-Lady at the vaunted Canandaigua YMCA.
“And here you are in one piece to tell me about it,” Linda said.
Amazon-Lady looks extremely muscle-bound, and can be quite nasty. I’ve seen her bite the head off an overly-friendly Granny, and this despite Amazon-Lady being a YMCA employee.
I also saw her lambaste a guy walking outside. She grimaces angrily when crunching the machines.
The Canandaigua YMCA is doing a major rehab of their exercise-gym.
A few weeks ago the downstairs johns were closed, and last Friday it was the weight-room. Cinder-block walls have been removed, and huge blue plastical tarps put up.
All of the weight-machines have been moved to a cellar dungeon — painted brick walls with huge splattered graffiti-like murals.
All the weight-machines have been set up inside, and I only use one.
When I walked in, I was the onliest user; except for perhaps Amazon-Lady — I wasn’t paying that much attention.
When I finished my machine, Amazon-Lady was off to one side, sitting in a chair as if supervising.
“I have a humble request,” I said to her.
She beamed at me broadly — obviously I’m recognized as a regular user, and she seemed thrilled I would dare talk to her.
“Up in the Cardio-Room, they’re playing XM49,” I said; “which is rather hard to take.”
“Yeah, that stuff is oldies,” she said.
“Pshaw!” I thought to myself later. “Oldies my foot!” ‘70s is not oldies. Poor thing: she missed out on Jerry Lee, Chuck Berry, Little Richard, and the early Elvis. She missed out on the greatest rock-n-roll song ever written: “Yakety-yak” by the Coasters. She missed out on “Rockin’ Robin” and “Let’s Go to the Hop.”
True to form. I made her laugh.
“The worst thing about XM49,” I said; “is Robert Plant and Lou Gramm bellowing at you; or horror-of-horrors, Mick Jagger!”
Cracked her up.
“So do you think you can change it?”
“What would you like it on?”
“XM26,” which is what she changed it to before.
“I’ll see what I can do,” she said, as we walked back upstairs.
When I got back to the Cardio-Room, the radio was on XM26.
My perception is that Amazon-Lady looks more threatening than she is. I no longer feel that badly about her.
I make fun of her, but the nursing-home is decades away in her case.
“And here you are in one piece to tell me about it,” Linda said.
Amazon-Lady looks extremely muscle-bound, and can be quite nasty. I’ve seen her bite the head off an overly-friendly Granny, and this despite Amazon-Lady being a YMCA employee.
I also saw her lambaste a guy walking outside. She grimaces angrily when crunching the machines.
The Canandaigua YMCA is doing a major rehab of their exercise-gym.
A few weeks ago the downstairs johns were closed, and last Friday it was the weight-room. Cinder-block walls have been removed, and huge blue plastical tarps put up.
All of the weight-machines have been moved to a cellar dungeon — painted brick walls with huge splattered graffiti-like murals.
All the weight-machines have been set up inside, and I only use one.
When I walked in, I was the onliest user; except for perhaps Amazon-Lady — I wasn’t paying that much attention.
When I finished my machine, Amazon-Lady was off to one side, sitting in a chair as if supervising.
“I have a humble request,” I said to her.
She beamed at me broadly — obviously I’m recognized as a regular user, and she seemed thrilled I would dare talk to her.
“Up in the Cardio-Room, they’re playing XM49,” I said; “which is rather hard to take.”
“Yeah, that stuff is oldies,” she said.
“Pshaw!” I thought to myself later. “Oldies my foot!” ‘70s is not oldies. Poor thing: she missed out on Jerry Lee, Chuck Berry, Little Richard, and the early Elvis. She missed out on the greatest rock-n-roll song ever written: “Yakety-yak” by the Coasters. She missed out on “Rockin’ Robin” and “Let’s Go to the Hop.”
True to form. I made her laugh.
“The worst thing about XM49,” I said; “is Robert Plant and Lou Gramm bellowing at you; or horror-of-horrors, Mick Jagger!”
Cracked her up.
“So do you think you can change it?”
“What would you like it on?”
“XM26,” which is what she changed it to before.
“I’ll see what I can do,” she said, as we walked back upstairs.
When I got back to the Cardio-Room, the radio was on XM26.
My perception is that Amazon-Lady looks more threatening than she is. I no longer feel that badly about her.
I make fun of her, but the nursing-home is decades away in her case.
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