06-16-2017, 10:27 AM
Woke up tired. Shocker.
First client, 82 yr. old male, couldn't stop making references about Shania Twain (who was on the Today show). We got on, as usual. He's one of my favorite people I've ever met. If we were closer in age, we'd likely be great friends.
Then my mom came to workout. Everything was normal until she was leaving. She had the gall to comment about "the cat room," (which I've all but given up on keeping spotless - I'd spend hours a week cleaning, fuck that). How many fucking times do I have to tell her to keep her thoughts about my home and home life to herself!? I just got smart and told her she was welcome to come clean it anytime she wanted.
At the gym there wasn't much to look at. Ghosted any of the good looking ones. Encountered aggressive male body language, but I'm too big now for anyone to be stupid enough to open their mouth or actually fuck with me. I wouldn't want to go out to the bars, though. I can just see drunk dudes looking for fights finding me prime fighting material. No thanks. (Good thing drinking and bars don't appeal to me at all right now).
Front desk girl from yesterday was folding towels while I grabbed my post workout coffee. She refused to even look at me. Oh, well. Guess I'm throwing off wonky vibes today.
First client, 82 yr. old male, couldn't stop making references about Shania Twain (who was on the Today show). We got on, as usual. He's one of my favorite people I've ever met. If we were closer in age, we'd likely be great friends.
Then my mom came to workout. Everything was normal until she was leaving. She had the gall to comment about "the cat room," (which I've all but given up on keeping spotless - I'd spend hours a week cleaning, fuck that). How many fucking times do I have to tell her to keep her thoughts about my home and home life to herself!? I just got smart and told her she was welcome to come clean it anytime she wanted.
At the gym there wasn't much to look at. Ghosted any of the good looking ones. Encountered aggressive male body language, but I'm too big now for anyone to be stupid enough to open their mouth or actually fuck with me. I wouldn't want to go out to the bars, though. I can just see drunk dudes looking for fights finding me prime fighting material. No thanks. (Good thing drinking and bars don't appeal to me at all right now).
Front desk girl from yesterday was folding towels while I grabbed my post workout coffee. She refused to even look at me. Oh, well. Guess I'm throwing off wonky vibes today.
