I was at the gym the other day. I wanted to swim for an hour, but they closed the pool for cleaning and maintenance. I settled for a nice ride on the recumbent bicycle instead. After pedaling for fifteen miles, it was time to stop.

I went into the locker room, got out of my sweaty clothes, grabbed a towel and took a leisurely shower. When I finished I got dressed and left the locker room.

On my way out the door past the front desk, Max, the owner, stopped me. He looked at my disheveled hair and asked, "Did you take a shower?"

I answered, "Why? Is there one missing?"