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Remember when a guy decided to defend my dancing? The guy's heart was in the right place, but it just made me look bad.

Well, I think this lady at Costco just topped that. I had just finished working out, so I was a little sweaty from the exercise. It's not like I was dying by any means, but it usually takes me ten to fifteen minutes to completely cool down. I sweat a little bit for a few minutes until I cool down, and then everything is back to normal. From what I've gathered, this isn't completely unusual, so I don't usually think much of this fact. On this day, that changed.

See, I was making a quick run to Costco with a couple of female friends, and we had to pick up one item that was slightly larger. We didn't need tons of stuff, though, so we decided against a cart. That more or less left me to carry it, since I didn't really want to make them lug the thing around. Besides, they had other things they wanted to buy, so it gave them the freedom to browse/shop uninterrupted.

All was well with the world, until some lady saw us walking by, and stopped us. She wanted to know in which aisle said item was located, and she actually stopped to chat. I wasn't really part of the conversation, so I was just minding my business, holding the box, and cooling down a bit from the exercise.

Well, the lady noticed the perspiration, and said, "oh, get this poor boy a cart, he's sweating!" As someone who just finished lifting weights to try to get stronger, that was the last thing I wanted to hear. I'm not even sure if I can describe it as hurting my pride, it just made me feel sheepish. And the kicker of it all was that I wasn't actually suffering; I'd end up carrying that box for another fifteen minutes or so without any problems.

Still, the damage was done. I muttered something about having just finished working out, people laughed at me, and then we went about our business. Dammit. I think I'm going to start carrying a handkerchief or something to prevent this from happening again.
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