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| - So I'm visiting my home town, staying with the folks within walking distance of the JCC. This is the JCC that I grew up in. I left for summer camp on the front steps. I went to dances. I went to basketball games. This was a place of refuge for me growing up. I always felt like I could go to the JCC.
So my Mom handed me a stack of guest passes so that I could work out while I'm visiting. Again, there for me as refuge even as an adult.
So I go in on day one. I enter through the garage. Present my pass to the blond guard at check point one. Go ahead, back there to the right. I'm not familiar with the new configuration, so I wander down the hall and to the right, where I met with check point number two. My guest pass is scrutinized, but I am allowed to enter the locker room. I just needed a place to lock my jacket while I worked out. The locker room was quite nice. I like the built in locks in the lockers.
Ok - then on day two I make it past the first check point, I'm waved on ahead. I then approach check point two and continue in since I'd been there the day before and I know where I'm going. But I am stopped. Halted. Security at check point two scrutinized my pass, gave me the evil eye and let me into the locker room. Was this necessary? Why two layers of security? Why the evil eye?
Day three. I wake up early, and decide not to go the gym. I just don't want to face these security ladies with their looks.
Day four....tomorrow...I'm not sure if I can face check point lady number two, so I'm hoping for a warm day where I don't need to where a jacket, can fit everything in my pockets and don't need to put anything in the locker room. Too bad. The locker room sure was nice. Thanks for the coffee.
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