I don't usually do this, but....
*RANT ALERT!!!*
I pulled up to the gym today, and was finishing up a phone call in my car when another car pulled up (really close) on my left side. It was a windy day, so when I opened my door, the wind caught my door and it bumped on the wheel well of the other car. I got out to see if there was any damage, and I didn't see any (plus the car looked like it had already been in an accident and sustained body damage on that side of the car). Anyway, I looked in the car at the girl who was driving, and she was on her cell phone. She didn't even make eye contact w/me!
So, I go in the gym and work out like I normally do. When I came out an hour later, there was a letter on my windshield. The envelope had my full name and my Bally's account number on it. It was from the girl from the other car. It said, in effect
"It was so rude of you to hit my car, and then not even apologize to me even though I was sitting right there! Unfortunately for you, I am club management, and we don't like it when our club members behave like this. I would like a written apology or a call to the club so you can apologize"
WHAT THE FUCK! This bitch went into the club, used my licence plate # to look up all of my information in the club database (which I'm pretty sure it illegal), wrote me that letter, and then left. ALL WHILE I WAS 10 FEET AWAY FROM HER EXERCISING. She could have come up to me at any point and talked to me in person!!! I didn't write an apology, but I wrote her a note saying that I wasn't quite sure what the problem was, and that she could call me. I also complained to the other manager at the club. Adam thinks I should take the note to the higher-ups because it was so harassing.
Anyway, that totally freaked me out and made my afternoon pretty shitty.
*END RANT*
So, someone may be buying Biscuit's old habitat (a fish tank) for $25. I love selling my stuff!
Go congratulate my bro Bry for getting a job! I think he's going to be digging holes or planting shrubs or something
Adam countdown: 11 days
*RANT ALERT!!!*
I pulled up to the gym today, and was finishing up a phone call in my car when another car pulled up (really close) on my left side. It was a windy day, so when I opened my door, the wind caught my door and it bumped on the wheel well of the other car. I got out to see if there was any damage, and I didn't see any (plus the car looked like it had already been in an accident and sustained body damage on that side of the car). Anyway, I looked in the car at the girl who was driving, and she was on her cell phone. She didn't even make eye contact w/me!
So, I go in the gym and work out like I normally do. When I came out an hour later, there was a letter on my windshield. The envelope had my full name and my Bally's account number on it. It was from the girl from the other car. It said, in effect
"It was so rude of you to hit my car, and then not even apologize to me even though I was sitting right there! Unfortunately for you, I am club management, and we don't like it when our club members behave like this. I would like a written apology or a call to the club so you can apologize"
WHAT THE FUCK! This bitch went into the club, used my licence plate # to look up all of my information in the club database (which I'm pretty sure it illegal), wrote me that letter, and then left. ALL WHILE I WAS 10 FEET AWAY FROM HER EXERCISING. She could have come up to me at any point and talked to me in person!!! I didn't write an apology, but I wrote her a note saying that I wasn't quite sure what the problem was, and that she could call me. I also complained to the other manager at the club. Adam thinks I should take the note to the higher-ups because it was so harassing.
Anyway, that totally freaked me out and made my afternoon pretty shitty.
*END RANT*
So, someone may be buying Biscuit's old habitat (a fish tank) for $25. I love selling my stuff!
Go congratulate my bro Bry for getting a job! I think he's going to be digging holes or planting shrubs or something
Adam countdown: 11 days
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You can't leave Minnesota...Im still here :p I have lived here all my life. I love/hate this place so well that I could never leave it for good. I would go on a 6 month excursion with Amelie in the woods of New Zealand with a small sleeping bag and copiuous amounts of Brie cheese, but I would have to eventually return.
Have you ever listed to Vaughn while watching Catch 22 with the sounds off? Me niether, but I bet its pretty cool
*flirt, flirt*