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MAY I HELP YOU?
I
was reluctantly standing
in front of a new exercise
machine in the gym
debating if I should give
it a try even though I wasn't
sure how it worked.
A
voice from behind
said, "Different isn't it;
may I help you?"
Do you know how it works?
"Oh, yes, but let me clarify,
I'm not talking about helping
you with the machine but the
bulge in front of your pants."
I
was shocked, no, more surprised
at the words.
I hadn't noticed my bulge. Then
it dawn on me that
is why so many members seemed
to stare at me....
IT IS MY BULGE.
"May I help you?" was a bold question.
How should I answer it?
was reluctantly standing
in front of a new exercise
machine in the gym
debating if I should give
it a try even though I wasn't
sure how it worked.
A
voice from behind
said, "Different isn't it;
may I help you?"
Do you know how it works?
"Oh, yes, but let me clarify,
I'm not talking about helping
you with the machine but the
bulge in front of your pants."
I
was shocked, no, more surprised
at the words.
I hadn't noticed my bulge. Then
it dawn on me that
is why so many members seemed
to stare at me....
IT IS MY BULGE.
"May I help you?" was a bold question.
How should I answer it?
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