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Apr. 6th, 2005 10:57 pmToday at the gym I learned that:
-I am stronger than both the "member ambassador" and the other person who was getting the orientation* (which I wasn't all that surprised about)
-I am of below average fitness (again, not all that surprising)
And really, I didn't learn a whole lot else throughout the day. Except that waking up at 5am after less than 5 hours of sleep, and constantly doing something until 10pm is less fun than it sounds. And that my new co-worker is 33 years old.**
This guy is such a fucking asshole. I'd kind of forgotten about this story over the last little while, but he makes me so fucking mad, I cannot stand it. (That's a really old story, but he's been back in the news for the lawsuit against him. People like him make me so sick, and it sums up exactly why I just switched my wallpaper on my computer to the m@b comic where Nick says, "Way too many people annoy me in this city...Maybe I should carry around rotting eggs to throw at them..." I hear ya, dude.
*which totally fucked with the head of the other person getting the orientation. You could just see the thought bubble of "Oh my god, the large woman with the ill-fitting pants could totally kick my ass!"***
**which brings to mind the thought of how I sometimes feel really odd when I realize that I am one of the three youngest people in my workplace. I mean, I generally do feel like the youngest person in the room, no matter what, but sometimes it's a little annoying to me, and not for any reason that I can articulate, really.
***I totally need to buy pants to work out in. The ones I wore today were ones I bought in 1998, and I've definitely changed pant sizes since then. Heh.
-I am stronger than both the "member ambassador" and the other person who was getting the orientation* (which I wasn't all that surprised about)
-I am of below average fitness (again, not all that surprising)
And really, I didn't learn a whole lot else throughout the day. Except that waking up at 5am after less than 5 hours of sleep, and constantly doing something until 10pm is less fun than it sounds. And that my new co-worker is 33 years old.**
This guy is such a fucking asshole. I'd kind of forgotten about this story over the last little while, but he makes me so fucking mad, I cannot stand it. (That's a really old story, but he's been back in the news for the lawsuit against him. People like him make me so sick, and it sums up exactly why I just switched my wallpaper on my computer to the m@b comic where Nick says, "Way too many people annoy me in this city...Maybe I should carry around rotting eggs to throw at them..." I hear ya, dude.
*which totally fucked with the head of the other person getting the orientation. You could just see the thought bubble of "Oh my god, the large woman with the ill-fitting pants could totally kick my ass!"***
**which brings to mind the thought of how I sometimes feel really odd when I realize that I am one of the three youngest people in my workplace. I mean, I generally do feel like the youngest person in the room, no matter what, but sometimes it's a little annoying to me, and not for any reason that I can articulate, really.
***I totally need to buy pants to work out in. The ones I wore today were ones I bought in 1998, and I've definitely changed pant sizes since then. Heh.
