Bullies

this morning, I dropped the boys off at the childcare room at the YMCA. As I turned the corner to go up the stairs to the workout area, I was stopped by two men. They were standing face to face in front of the stairs, blocking my way.

"Oh. did you want to go up there?" one says to me.
E: "well, I was hoping to"
Man: "well, its gonna cost you."
E: "really? how much?"
Other man: "One quarter to get by. That's how we make our money."

Then, while he was still talking, I slipped between them before they could stop me. There was some commotion and shouting from behind, but I just kept on walking. And then I started cracking up...Both of the men were skinnier than michael and at least 85 years old.