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Im not going first lol but il share a bunch later....
Lets hear it guys hahaha
Lets hear it guys hahaha
I'm two minths out from a show and training legs which is my most serious workout. It's what decides my whole week whether I'm pleased with myself or pissed because I failed myself. I'm in an empty gym, World Gym San Diego, which has a leg room with 30 or more leg machines. Some out of shape douch bag trainer yells at me, YOU'VE BEEN ON THAT MACHINE A LONG TIME!!! He was raining this old lady that has been his client for years and looks exactly the same. He is the most incompetent trainer ever. The guy has her do quarter reps at very fast pace which is absolutely worthless. I lost it!!! I yelled, THIS WHOLE ROOM IS FILLED WITH LEG MACHINES! USE SOMETHING ELSE!!! I couldn't control my rage and kept finding myself going up to him and yelling at him over and over in front of his client. Then I go back to my workout and I hear him say steroids to her. OMG!!! It took all my strength to let that comment go, even though it was 100% accurate. Hahahaha I was training for a show that I put my all into. I pushed the limits on every level and was so focused at the gym, like it was my life on the line. I've since tried to be friendly to him but it took a year of hatred to get to that point.
Ughhhhhh I'm not proud of it, in fact I'm quite ashamed...I was traveling with a few members of my family, was in Chicago late at night after a night on the town...
Stopped at a dunkin doughnuts ordered 3 of some kind of egg white flatbread sandwhich things...I ordered turkey guy gave me sausage...No big deal. Sent it back and waited patiently.
Guy comes after making 3 more sandwiches, again they are sausage. I get a bit...annoyed at this point but I'm with my family, again I will myself to say not a huge deal, I got time...He came back once more fucking my order up for a third time...I lost my shit. Called the guy fucking retarded and a moron. For lack of better term I made a scene, family still says I threw a chair...I did NOT throw a chair I was simply making a hasty exit and ran into it and it shot across the room.
As I am walking out the establishment, two of Chicago PD officers are walking in, I hustle across the way to a nearby 7-11 and basically hide inside until my kin come to retrieve me.
My brother in law informs me that the man that had served me was in fact mentally challenged...and I still feel terrible...
I am really a very nice and patient guy, but when I'm hungry I get this little hungry hulk thing going on and turn into a "crabass" as my wife likes to say.
I go to Subway and order a sandwich. they ask me how I want my sandwich, I get that. its their job to ask. I always say "just make it like the picture. I'm not picky."
young man asks me "what would you like on your sandwich?"
I say "what does the picture look like it has? just make it like that..."
young man asks again about choice of cheese...
I say "make it like the picture"
he asks about the toppings...
I say "MAKE IT LIKE PICTURE. Arent you a "sandwich artist"!? cuz I sure as hell am not. make a good sandwich. maybe something like the picture:lightbulb:....!?" I went on to explain I don't care how he makes it just make it some kind of standard way and quit asking me questions....(cant remember exactly what I said ibut it was condescending and rude)
manager comes out and I get a free meal but didn't want the free meal I just wanted to be able to order a sandwich without talking for 10 minutes about toppings and bullshit..... I don't know why I was such an ass that day lol.
everybody in there prolly thought I was an asshole... sigh....
Lesson: now I go to Firehouse Subs cuz they have standard way of making sandwiches and don't ask me 3 million f@$#%ing questions.
-JS
you sound like a crazy person