Quick write 10 minutes: Hair blow dryers in the gym locker room.

Quick write 10 minutes: Hair blow dryers in the gym locker room.



So I joined a gym and I guess that means I have also joined the circus. In the woman’s locker room there is the daily method, not method but liets see, ritual of woman dressing. I like dressing in community when I know the community. I don’t know many people there. I am beginning to recognize faces. Legs are up on benches put on lotion. Bodies are in different stages of coverages. Women strip off their sweaty spandex; slip on their underwears, business suits, uncomfortable shoes. Most women blow dry their hair without their shirt on. I believe this to be wise. You could get sweaty in the steamy room with many moving bodies when hot air is intentionally being blown at your head. And that would defeat the shower you’ve just taken. Hair, blonde, brown, black, short, long is blown in several directions. Forget the gym, high maintenance women are a work out in themselves. Their arms up and out in uncomfortable angles as they brush out their hair slowly and repeatedly ensuring the hot air grips and bakes every strand. They do this in front of the mirrors. Huddled Masses. I don’t think this is what the French had in mind when they gave us the statue of liberty. Do countries do things like that these days? Kindly, generously, give large metal women to other countries. I have only seen the statue of liberty once. That was from New Jersey; so I only saw her back side. I wonder what way she faces. I am not good with geography I guess. Does she face NY to promote self-pride of the New Yorkers, or out to the Atlantic to welcome the incoming. Poetically, I would like her to face the sea, to have her countenance and clothes wind torn and sea worn, as her eyes search the horizon for those huddled masses. As a tourist I would like her to face me. Wherever I am. Maybe they should put her on a lazy Susan. Why are lazy Susan’s named after women, why not Lazy Joe-Bob. As a woman, I object. If I ever have a need of a Lazy Joe-Bob, I will be sure to call it just that.