Poke!

Wednesday morning I was at the gym getting my free wights on. I walked into the free weight room and headed to the corner where the lightest weights are stored. As I walked over there I felt someone come up behind me. And then he was uncomfortably close behind me. And, just as I was about to turn around and give him a well deserved piece of my mind, he poked me in the shoulder. The exclamation of incredulousness was stymied when my brain told me who it was. "Hey Bill!" I said, turning. We seldom run into each other accidentally at the gym, and it was kind of fun to see him there.