Today was ok, was pretty tired, its been a long haul to this point, working overtime almost every day since the beginning of August. Its been crazy busy at work, and turn back season is upon us. The busy season for rental companies as they ditch the 2014 fleet cars for the 2015 versions of the same cars... yep, but it is what it is.
7 days, 1 hour and 20 minutes until we depart to Cuba for a weeks holidays. Its been on Leahs vacation go to list for quite some time, so I'm pretty stoked to be able to accompany her on that mission.
Went to Steve Nash Sports Club today, was good to get a run on an treadmill. Its not the same as outdoor running. Feel like a bit of that rat in a cage on a exercise wheel... but what do you do. was on the machine for 35 minutes, burned 391 calories. Time to go get changed... the lockers have upper and lower lockers, i picked a lower locker. Come into the change room, theres someone changing in front of my locker, cause his is above mine. No problem, So i wait, turning my attention to the baseball highlights... what else do you do whilst you wait for someone to change and move.
Well shit, did you not guess it. buddy takes his sweet time. gets about half way changed, starts watching baseball highlights as well.
waiting... and waiting...
buddy get his pants and shirt on... decides to have a look in the mirror... fuck me right? so I quickly dart in to grab my shit cause I'm headed to the sauna to hook up with Leah for a after work out sauna session. i notice he's coming back to what was i thought was a quick finish and fuck off s i get out of his way, let him finish kind go sitch... nope. not the case... do be do... lets grab a stool and plop our bag on it right in front of my locker door and fold our gym strip. Fucking rights, knowing full on that i want to get changed... cause are people that fucking blind that they don't notice someone waiting.
suppose i could have said something, but i figure my actions spoke for me... have some courtesy...
back to the story... so he plops his shit on a stool, and folds up his strip, then decides it high time to spritz some stinky shit on him... and walk over to the mirror on the other side of the change room to have a look and give himself the ole classic faux hawk look...
thats when i decide to push his shit out of the way cause yes ladies and gentlemen, he left his shit on the stool in front of my locker again.
I quickly change, and pin it to the sauna where the wife has already been in there for probably 10 minutes now, so i get in about 3 minutes of sauna time... thanks douche bag... click on the link to see the definition if you're unsure as to what a douche bag is...
you know, i guess people just aren't as courteous as i think, it give the benefit of the doubt and just assume people aren't assholes... but i guess I'm wrong. Anyways, showered and left, came home and took my last dose of Dukoral... now I'm writing about my evening on the Mac Mini...
watched the movie called Jobs last night, long one but pretty good. about Apple Computers and Steve Jobs.
adios.
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