Someone was already using the third shower when I went in the bathroom, so I settled with the second. (Hey, it's still prime.) I should have suspected something when I felt a little bit of water under my feet. I ignored it, though, and began to shower.
Then as I was washing my face, I felt it. The water wasn't going down the drain. As my feet weren't over the drain, this was reason to worry. I raised my foot just to make sure I wasn't imagining things. Sure enough, my foot was harder to lift than usual, just as it usually is when you try to lift a foot out of water.
So I began to wash myself. I took off a shower shoe as I began to wash my feet, and it began to float. That's right, float. It floated all the way to the other side of the shower, and as I caught it, I noticed something that explained it.
A huge clump of hair. As this hair was light brown, probably even blonde, it definitely wasn't mine. Grah. Whose bright idea was it to leave her hair in the shower anyway?
Either way, chasing shower shoes was a fun adventure.
Okay, I'm in a sad state. I was on Wikihow yesterday, and I found myself reading articles like How to Become Sociable and How to Make Friends. *headdesk* Yes, this is sad.