Post swim, sitting in the jahjahcuzzi stretching while reflecting on the meaning of life.

Dude asks, “Where did you get your gloves?”

Inner dialogue. “Gloves? What on earth? Oh, he meant paddles.”

“SwimOutlet.”

“Where’s that? Around here?”

“On-line, swimoutlet.com.”

“Oh, okay, thanks, they’re cool.”

Inner dialogue. “I haven’t heard anyone trip over basic sports terminology that badly since talking to the Good Wife.”