Bald men obey the rules

So qbear and I tried out a new branch of our health club last night. The scene at the pool was odd – Jack in his required swim cap, patiently doing his Australian crawl … while in the lanes next to him, various women swam their laps, with their gigantic masses of Debra Messing-like hair trailing behind them, unfettered and free.

(No, it doesn’t make much sense – the top of Jack’s head is far less hairy than the rest of him.)