I forgot my towel this morning. I didn't realise it until I had finished showering. All I had were my cycling clothes and my clean clothes. Now, obviously, I couldn't dry myself with my clean clothes because I needed to wear them. And, equally, I couldn't dry myself with my cycling clothes because, well, because they're made out of some high tech fabric that isn't actually of this Earth. They're not the least bit absorbent. They're kind of like some kind of alien plastic pretending to be cloth.
And so I stood there, dripping, and swearing quietly to myself. I tried shaking the water off and waving my limbs about, but it was pretty humid in the shower cubicle and it didn't seem to make much difference.
I thought maybe if I waited a bit I would dry off enough to put my clothes on but there are only two shower cubicles in the building and they're in high demand so it wasn't long before someone was banging on the door asking what the hell I was doing in there. It was obvious they wouldn't wait much longer. Soon there would be an angry mob and they might start throwing leeches over the door and trying to take the shower by force.
I rummaged through my pack looking for salvation and I thought I'd found it - a lighter! This should speed things up, I said to myself. Unfortunately, I held it a bit too near my skin and burnt myself. Which caused me to drop the lighter on to my alien plastic clothes. Which, being made of alien plastic, immediately burst into flames. And that, of course, caused the damn sprinklers to go off, so I got all wet again.
I stood there peering up at the sprinkler wondering "why me?" and somebody started banging on the door again. This time it was one of the fire wardens and he dragged me out of the building buck naked.
But now, at least, I had a good excuse so it didn't bother me too much. I mean there was a fire and everything. And what with the wind and all I dried off pretty quickly once I got outside.
And, not only that, but I caught some of the girls from the office checking me out. I think they were very favourably impressed.
There's a frood who doesn't know where his towel is, Zaphod.
Sounds like a day half full to me! Open approval from ladykind... no risks, no rewards...
I also got stuck without a towel this morning. Used my socks as an emergency measure. I'm currently sockless - feels weird.
Perhaps next time you could ask the helpful person waiting, to take a break from banging on the cubicle to pass you paper towels.
You day-dreaming again?