So lately, I've been busting it in the gym...at 6:00 am. I'm actually pretty used to it now. I get up right before Clint and start my day off right.
This morning was a little rough. Running late, cleaning up after the dogs, being exasperated in general. I almost didn't go this morning since I went twice yesterday, but I sucked it up and got there.
I was still kind of cranky and trying to take my stress out with weights when I saw him. Captain Sweatsalot. I don't know this guy's actual name, but I do know that one or more of his children go to my school. He looks familiar. I'm past seeing Captain Sweatsalot and smiling and saying good morning because he has become one of the grossest people at the YMCA.
He's not gross because he sweats a lot (umm, duh, everyone is working out). He is gross because he is a gym don't. He doesn't wipe off the machine when he is done with it. Excuse me while I gag. Not only that, he does some sort of circuit thing where he uses up three machines or weight lifting benches at once. And when you think, ok, he's done hogging up all the equipment, he'll just wipe it off - he doesn't! He just takes his crappy little face towel (which he does not spray with the disinfectant stuff the Y supplies) and moves on to sweat all over something else I might want to use.
I feel like I'm Elaine in that episode of Seinfeld where the guy at the gym doesn't wipe off the equipment. Only, I never had a crush on this guy and would never let him drink out of my water bottle (plus I don't wear the 80's inspired leotards that look like they're going up your crack).
The whole time this morning, I was shooting him ESP messages and giving him dirty looks when he moved from machine to machine. I also made exaggerated motions when I cleaned off my equipment. I have a feeling the Captain is not picking up my subtle hints.
He needs to get some consideration for others going on or I might just tell him what I think on another cranky morning. "For the love of God, wipe your nasty ass sweat off the machine!"
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