Remember Hanz and Franz? They knew their way around a gym. I, clearly, do not. We joined a gym. On my first visit, I accidentally went into the men’s locker room. It wouldn’t have been too bad if I could have escaped unobserved. I didn’t. People (yes, there was more than one person) who work there saw me and came running after me to stop me. That didn’t attract any attention (note the sarcasm here). Oops.