Tonight at the gym, I needed the ten pound weights.
They were not available...being used. Okay, fine. I could do twelve pounds and just work a little harder. Again, unavailable...being used.
Blood pressure rising.
No problem, I'll just wait for the girl with the ten pound weights to finish her set...then ask if I can work in. But apparently, unlike everyone else who thinks a normal set is twelve reps, apparently she thinks a set is five thousand four hundred and eighty seven reps.
I turned to Jason and said...I think my psycho side is about to come out.
His response, "See...this is why I hate coming to the gym at night."
You can send cards and flowers to the San Diego Municipal Hospital, room 300 c/o Jason Kennedy.
Hahahahaha!!! Sort of.
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