chapotraphouse

My first job was washing towels at a relatively upscale gym/fitness center/YMCA type place.

I personally don't give a shit about nudity, but spending that much time in the locker room you see some shit.

There was the guy who would always be naked pretty much the second he got in the locker room, and would go about his business nude. He was like 50, over 6 feet tall, had a huge head of long blond hair. He was kind of tan/sunburned always in a kind of unhealthy looking way. Huge alcoholic perfectly round beer guy, and a literal knee slapper of a dick. I always thought he looked kind of like a male lion personified.

Then there were the shower shitters, which luckily I didn't have to clean and was very uncommon.

The ones that would get to me would be the old guys who sit nude in the pleather easy chairs reading the paper or whatever. Wildly unhygienic just stamping your asshole around a public place, but the way their scrotums would stick and make noise peeling off the pleather was unforgettable.

This was all almost 20 years ago holy shit that brought back some memories.

After the managers left we would run and jump on the front of the sports drink machines and all take home like 4 powerade or whatever got knocked out.

Oh and my boss called me and told me if I couldnt finish the job by a certain time of night for closing, i should clock out and keep working until the job is done.