You think you’re so tough?

A guy at the gym “helped” me with the chest press machine by reducing the number of lbs. from 110 to 60. Dude, it’s a machine. An UPRIGHT machine. It’s not like I’m prone under a barbell and actually controlling all of that weight. We both know this. What you don’t know is that the way to a girl’s heart is not by patronizing her. Nice try, but no.

No, really. Who DOES do that?

I was actually kicked off a treadmill at the 34 minute mark by some guy who said he hated “to be that guy.”

What the hell, man? Who does that?