Ban the oldies!
Mood:
d'oh
Now Playing: Couting Crows - Mr. Jones
Topic: Everyday life
Old ladies at gyms should be forbidden! Sure, I talk to my friends at the gym too, BUT I still do what I'm supposed to at the same time, there's a word for it multi-tasking ;) I don't get at at 6 am because I enjoy it, or because I'm just sooo excited to get to the gym and chat with my 'gal-pals'.
I went to the gym, alone, this morning and decided to speed things up so that I'd be able to catch an earlier bus home. Apparently the ladies were in no rush though. First one lady spent at least six or seven minutes sitting on the machine I wanted, just chatting away with out as much as moving a muscle not attached to their wrinkly little face. Then she decided to do the exercise, she probably did it (move back and forth) at least TWICE before she got up...and her friend got in. Same thing again, she just sat there giving the first friend instructions. Then they started to discuss whose turn it was next, because apparently ALL the ladies had dibs on the stupid thing. By that point I gave in and moved on to the next thing. About two minutes later, when I'd finally found and put on the right weights, the lady walked by, staring at me like she ment "Aren't you finished yet? I want that thing. Now!!" If I hadn't had a bus to catch I'd still be sitting there. I just wnated to hurt her. Slow and painful.
Luckily, the radio happened to turn on to an old
Counting Crows song, and I calmed down a bit. If that hadn't happened, I'd probably combust.