-made in california-
i was waiting for my turn at the water cooler when i heard constant stamping behind me. it was really loud and a lady's voice rang helplessly in my ears. i turned around and saw a middle-built lady with long black tresses bent forward on the automatic treadmill trying to keep herself on the treadmill. her body was bent forward and arms stretched out like an ape escaping from a predator. it was scary as scenes from happy tree friends flashed in my mind. i was worried that she might hurt herself. when she finally landed on the floor, i could hear her laughing at herself. so i thought, "be a gentleman" and i went forward to ask, "are you alright?"
no answer.
i tried again, "are you alright?" at the same time trying to help her straighten herself. then she turned around. a man's face was right in front of me and said, "yes" in a mixed frequency voice of deep-high-deep kind of wave form. no doubt about it. the kind of off-tuned voice can almost only come from one kind of people. herms.
later when we walked past the function room where a dance class was going on, i was talking to guang and smiling at the same time. while smiling, i turned to look into the room where this particular student was sashaying so damn hard and before my smile faded away, the student turned around and saw my smiling face. it was herm.
deep in my heart, i was hoping i didn't just become the other leading cast in brokeback gym.
legend: herm = her + him