Fatal Faux Pas

Pair this one with If Looks Could Kill by Heart and mind your mat

Even though her lips are positioned in a tight-lipped smile her stare burns me to the ground.

I have never met her before and I don’t know her but she is the poster lady for this place; toned, tan, and top-confident. She wears the right uniform — brand not generic — and did not skimp on gear.

And then I realize what I did to bring down her mighty wrath down on my miserable being. Her almost identical friend arrives. They engage in the customary no-body-touch-hug and kiss-in-air-near-cheek. The friend says:

”Aren’t you usually over there?” and shoots me a look on my yoga mat.

Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career elsewhere. She crafts universal tales from everyday lives with an honest, sharp and witty pen. Besides working on a forthcoming novel, she flexes her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.

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