I loaned a pair of gym shorts to someone who had forgotten his.
Sounds innocuous enough, doesn’t it. Well maybe for some people, but few things in my life are that easy.
Nope. The guy that loaned the shorts too happened to go back to the locker room at the same time as me.
Inside that secret stronghold of men I discovered that not only had he gone commando in my shorts, he expected that I would take them back right then and there.
I was taken aback. Most people would have offered to wash them. But what really got me was his having let his boys roam free in my pasture.
You just don’t do that. It is a violation of the code of men. You just don’t go there.