There are a lot of strange people at my gym. Here is a list of the loons.
Guy who talks to you, even though you have an iPod. Why are you speaking? I can’t hear and I’m in the middle of a set. Lady who wears a button up sweater and jeans. Please tell me you shower before just riding the day out with sweaty clothes. Guy who wears a purple sweatband that is at least 15 years old. It’s old and purple. Here’s a dollar. Get a new one. Girl who wears too little. You’re cool, continue. Old lady who does 50 reps on every machine with no weight. You’re 70. Why are you working out?
Others include “my outfit completely matches, bro.” Right down to your black Nike socks and wrist bands! You and your hair gel annoy me. Probably the most hateable douche except…eat food in the locker room man. Your body can go 7 minutes without protein, veiny forearms guy. Stop eating your tuna spread and wheat crackers in here. Finally, that’s enough old guy who is way too cool talking to others while naked. Put on your discolored undies and get the hell out of my zone of non-male nudity.