Ok…what do Joe Dimaggio and #5 have to do with me and the daily use of 24 Hour Fitness?
Here’s the back story.
On my three previous visits to the club, I’d returned to my locker to gather my winter coat and favorite blue sweater.
The only problem…I could not, for the life of me, remember my locker number. I guess this is what you’d call a succession of senior moments. I’m just hoping there’s not a video camera somewhere recording the comical efforts of this oldster going from locker to locker until that eureka moment when the door finally opened.
On two occasions in one week, I had to go to the front desk to ask if they had a master key to help. Luckily, they do. Embarrassingly, yesterday the assistant manager had to open five different lockers before seeing that treasured blue sweater.
So…the solution came to me this morning. Have some fun with it.
From now on, I just write the locker number with the name and number of a famous ball player and life is good.
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