And now this Public Service Announcement….
Recently I experienced a first in the “Those who go to the gym not to actually work out but to…” category.
Two words: Couples Therapy.
0_o
/begin rant
If you want to work out relationship issues take that shit outside. Trust me no one wants to hear it. The fact that you are trying to do this in a gym, between sets, speaks volumes on what is wrong with the both of you.
If you want company buy a dog (or a cat). I also hear teacup pigs and certain breeds of hamsters are good listeners and I’m certain they are more than capable of withstanding hours of your BS.
If you want to get laid, become one of the idiots on OKCupid or Tinder. Both are places are great for unleashing your inner sociopath and provides the exceptional opportunity to be the “poster child” on some angry SJ activist’s blog/Wordpress/Tumblr site for being the best example of what’s wrong with [INSERT gender, race, nationality, religious/political affiliation HERE].
If you want to talk about the proper techniques to installing drywall, pontificate on all that underage drinking you will be doing later, and/or buttsex: Twitter is your friend.
If you want to, y'know, WORK OUT: go to the gym, STFU, do what you have to do, and GFTO.
Seems pretty simple to me.
/rant
:-)




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