Customer Appreciation Day

It has an ominous ring to it, wouldn't you say. Ok, maybe it doesn't. Customer Apprectiate day at a gym. More specifically the gym I go to...World Health Club. Yesterday I decided that I would go to the gym after work. Big mistake. I walked up to the doors and I saw balloons. Balloons.

Balloons are always a bad sign. I've realized that I really hate balloons. Balloons just mean that their are fake happy people lurking around the corner, waiting there ready to pounce. I don't want fake happy people at the gym pouncing on me.

All I want to go in, do my thing and leave. I don't want freebies. I don't want to talk to a personal trainer. I want to put on my unapproachable face and do what I came to do. Then I want to get the hell out of there.

But apparently, not only am I a glutton for food, but I am a glutton for punishment. I finally signed up for my free personal training sessions. I haven't set a date but I took one more step towards this thing. I'm sorry but getting my ass kicked with fitness isn't something that I eagerly walk into.

I signed up with this one trainer because I liked the looks of her. Thats right. I judged a book by its cover. I looked at all the other personal trainers and I decided that they didn't have the right look. They are too skinny. This trainer has a big butt. Ha ha. Yep the person at the front desk was like why her. And I said I trust her more cause she has a big butt. The smiley happy lady at the front desk stopped smiling. Ha. Take your fake happiness and shove it...

Anyways thats enough about Customer Appreciation Day. Today I went to the gym as well. And it was better. The balloons were gone.