I think I have a swimming pool nemesis. Every time I have ended up splitting a lane with this guy (who swims kind of sideways, really slowly, and ALWAYS in the fast lane) he has glared at me, kicked extra hard when we cross paths (why, I don't know) and asks me to move to another lane as soon as one opens up. Of course, because I'm kind of an ass, I won't move. The other day, I was swimming in the lane next to his lane and as soon as I got in he stood up, gave me a disgusted look, and moved one lane over. This guy, who I have never spoken to, dislikes me so much that he needs at least two lane lines separating us.
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