Yesterday before swim team at school, I had to get dressed. When I walked into the locker room, it smelled, to put it bluntly, like stuff. I wondered why, and then I noticed the puddles of murky water on the floor. Now, at this point, I was rapidly becoming aware that something was terribly wrong. Well, I was right.
I walked out to complain about it to my coach, and I discovered that-yep, you guessed it-the septic tank had ruptured during the varsity practice. Now, I still had to retrieve my stuff from inside the locker room, and I had to leap across a puddle of stuff to even reach my locker.
Once I reached my locker, there was a huge puddle of water surrounding the whole area where my locker was. Thankfully, the lockers are on a raised platform, and there are benches in front of the lockers. I unlocked the combo lock, reached in, grabbed my stuff, and left.
Little did I realize, I had left my reading glasses and necklace inside my locker, as is my habit to do. After practice, I had to redo the entire chain of actions, and while I was wet and without shoes. Oh, did I forget to mention it smelled like stuff? And wearing nothing but a speedo?
At any rate, it was cleaned up today, though I was still a bit wary of the puddles of water left normally by swim team members. It still smelled like stuff, though.
