Dude at the gym was wearing high blood pressure socks on the crosstrainer and screaming one side of a conversation into his phone mostly about work gossip, while he tried to breath with waterfalls of sweat everywhere. I knew he would either go into cardiac arrest or have to stop after 15 minutes, but then he sat on the wall and kept talking. Another guy walked just outside of the locker room door to blow his nose. Two more steps, man. Two. I know this is the virtual age, but the odiferous stench of rudeness is real. Its so real I might have to start throwing dryer sheets at people.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Oct 2013 19:04:52 +0000
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