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Last week I my wife and I traveled to Atlanta to attend my Uncle's wedding. Two nights before the wedding he had a large cocktail party at his house in Vinings.
One of the first people he introduced me to was an italian guy from New York who was a picture perfect match for the stereotypical mobster, fancy open shirt, gold chains, etc (I found out later he is an actor who often plays mobsters in soap operas). The guy comments that I'm big as a house and asks how often I workout. I replied that I train 3 to 4 times per week for 45 minutes to an hour each time. He immediately comes back with "Is that all? You are juicing right?"
I told him that I eat lots of food but drink very little juice, but he continued to press the drug thing... "You know what I mean, you have to be on the juice." . At this time I looked him straight in the eye and replied "I can't believe you are asking me this. We just met, do you commit any class III felonies you would like to tell me about?" After he answered "No", I continued on to tell him that I have been lifting since the 70's and that my workouts, eating patterns, and lifestyle in no way resemble his. I explained that I bust my ass in the gym exercising intensely and efficiently without wasting time on socializing, and that I approach my diet with the same mindset and have done so for years. I concluded by telling him that it makes no sense at all to compare his results from the gym with mine. Then I wandered off to mingle with other people. The conversation pissed me off and I mentioned it to my wife later in the evening. She agreed that the guy was out of line.
So.... 24 hours later at the wedding rehearsal dinner my wife and I have the misfortune to be seated directly across from the same guy and his date. About fifteen minutes after being seated, right after the appetizers were brought out , he leans across the table and asks "....so living in Alaska is it difficult to get all the stuff you need to stay at your size and condition? It must be a long way away from any major suppliers."
My wife was stunned and told him this type of conversation was completely unreasonable and inappropriate. He shrugged his shoulders and blew her off saying he had friends who were into bodybuilding and that he talked with them about this all the time.
At this point I was pretty angry and addressed him by name - " Look ******, I made it clear yesterday that we were not going to have this conversation and now you bring it up again anyway. If you don't see how inappropriate this is you must have a double digit IQ. I will NOT discuss this subject with you and if you bring it up again I will drag your ass outside and finish the conversation there and trust me, you won't like that at all."
The reaction to this was a very surprised look on his face and the dinner guests surrounding us all gasped and looked stunned. He threw up his hands and said that he never intended any disrespect and that I didn't know anything about him. I explained that I knew all I wanted to about him and that the most respectful thing he could do at this point was to leave me alone.
Here's the kicker - The next morning over breakfast my Uncle comments on how stupid it was for the guy to have made the remarks he did at the cocktail gathering. I then informed him of the incident at the rehearsal dinner, which somehow my Uncle hadn't noticed. Turns out this idiot was my Uncles best man! LOL... luckily I didn't haul him outside and bust him up, a broken nose, missing teeth, and black eyes don't make for great wedding photos.
One of the first people he introduced me to was an italian guy from New York who was a picture perfect match for the stereotypical mobster, fancy open shirt, gold chains, etc (I found out later he is an actor who often plays mobsters in soap operas). The guy comments that I'm big as a house and asks how often I workout. I replied that I train 3 to 4 times per week for 45 minutes to an hour each time. He immediately comes back with "Is that all? You are juicing right?"
I told him that I eat lots of food but drink very little juice, but he continued to press the drug thing... "You know what I mean, you have to be on the juice." . At this time I looked him straight in the eye and replied "I can't believe you are asking me this. We just met, do you commit any class III felonies you would like to tell me about?" After he answered "No", I continued on to tell him that I have been lifting since the 70's and that my workouts, eating patterns, and lifestyle in no way resemble his. I explained that I bust my ass in the gym exercising intensely and efficiently without wasting time on socializing, and that I approach my diet with the same mindset and have done so for years. I concluded by telling him that it makes no sense at all to compare his results from the gym with mine. Then I wandered off to mingle with other people. The conversation pissed me off and I mentioned it to my wife later in the evening. She agreed that the guy was out of line.
So.... 24 hours later at the wedding rehearsal dinner my wife and I have the misfortune to be seated directly across from the same guy and his date. About fifteen minutes after being seated, right after the appetizers were brought out , he leans across the table and asks "....so living in Alaska is it difficult to get all the stuff you need to stay at your size and condition? It must be a long way away from any major suppliers."
My wife was stunned and told him this type of conversation was completely unreasonable and inappropriate. He shrugged his shoulders and blew her off saying he had friends who were into bodybuilding and that he talked with them about this all the time.
At this point I was pretty angry and addressed him by name - " Look ******, I made it clear yesterday that we were not going to have this conversation and now you bring it up again anyway. If you don't see how inappropriate this is you must have a double digit IQ. I will NOT discuss this subject with you and if you bring it up again I will drag your ass outside and finish the conversation there and trust me, you won't like that at all."
The reaction to this was a very surprised look on his face and the dinner guests surrounding us all gasped and looked stunned. He threw up his hands and said that he never intended any disrespect and that I didn't know anything about him. I explained that I knew all I wanted to about him and that the most respectful thing he could do at this point was to leave me alone.
Here's the kicker - The next morning over breakfast my Uncle comments on how stupid it was for the guy to have made the remarks he did at the cocktail gathering. I then informed him of the incident at the rehearsal dinner, which somehow my Uncle hadn't noticed. Turns out this idiot was my Uncles best man! LOL... luckily I didn't haul him outside and bust him up, a broken nose, missing teeth, and black eyes don't make for great wedding photos.
