Not out of the woods yet

 

          In the way that the chair you choose on the first day of class is yours for the duration, my spot at my oldsters aerobics class seems to have become the left-hand side, one row from the front.

Not the best, since there are two women and occasionally a man, who hoot back and forth to each other, cracking wise and honking with laughter. Since the chairs are still placed for "Covid distancing", choices are limited.

          I’d hoped to get there early enough today to land somewhere else, but by the time I arrived the only seat (we use chairs for some of the weight lifting) available was front row, left. I parked my weights and water and went back across the gym (right side) to talk to a friend.  I explained I hadn’t been able to come last week due to a family visit, and then complained about my location. My friend offered one next to her that she’d been saving for someone who she’d learned wasn’t coming.

          I quickly grabbed my stuff and emigrated to saner territory. Good thing, since she said, “You’re better off over here anyway. See that guy over there?” She pointed to a man a few seats from my original position. “Last week he told us he’s not vaccinated and doesn’t intend to get the vaccine OR wear a mask.”