you have got to be kidding me.
before i get into my most recent reason to hate people, let me give you some background. i belong to a pretty hoity toity gym. here is a list of amenities:
- indoor rock climbing wall
- full size, indoor basketball court
- supervised daycare
- kiddie water park
- (in process of being built) swimming pool with retractable roof
- view that overlooks a private golf course
- flat panel TVs on cardio equipment
- bistro style Italian restaurant (i don't know whose bright idea it was to put a fattening oasis in a gym, but whatever.)
- giant bronze statues of regal lions
- a koi pond
etc.
it's not cheap either. (unless you're me because everyone loves me.) with all that and a price that makes most people have a mild coronary, you'd think that only classy people would attend. right? wrong! yesterday, before my workout, i went to use the bathroom, and someone had puked in a toilet and not flushed. wtf?!?! there's a handle for a reason, but i let it slide. today, as i was about to wash up after my workout, i noticed some underwear on the bathroom floor...and not clean ones. i almost barfed. (if i had, however, i would have flushed.) what the hell? i don't pretend to pay a billion dollars a month so i can work out with riff raff who don't have common decency.
- indoor rock climbing wall
- full size, indoor basketball court
- supervised daycare
- kiddie water park
- (in process of being built) swimming pool with retractable roof
- view that overlooks a private golf course
- flat panel TVs on cardio equipment
- bistro style Italian restaurant (i don't know whose bright idea it was to put a fattening oasis in a gym, but whatever.)
- giant bronze statues of regal lions
- a koi pond
etc.
it's not cheap either. (unless you're me because everyone loves me.) with all that and a price that makes most people have a mild coronary, you'd think that only classy people would attend. right? wrong! yesterday, before my workout, i went to use the bathroom, and someone had puked in a toilet and not flushed. wtf?!?! there's a handle for a reason, but i let it slide. today, as i was about to wash up after my workout, i noticed some underwear on the bathroom floor...and not clean ones. i almost barfed. (if i had, however, i would have flushed.) what the hell? i don't pretend to pay a billion dollars a month so i can work out with riff raff who don't have common decency.
posted by christine on Thursday, July 20, 2006
4 Comments:
a kiddy water park? And I thought mine was high falutin with a smoothie bar and rockwall, but we don't have those other features. I wish we had a steam room, but they are rare to find in the City.
Sit-ups and push-ups are cheaper. And you only have to put up with your own underpants!
All the best from Helsingborg, Sweden.
ROFL! The puke is why I try to avoid public restrooms at all costs! I can't stand to put my ass where some stranger has puked.
I bet someone did a heavy workout after eating at the Italian Bistro.
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tarametblog- here in West Texas, a little water causes panic attacks en masse so we only have a dry sauna and no steam room.
mark base- sit ups and push ups are for people who live in the eighties! i need machines that read my pulse and tell me i'm hot as i watch TV and listen to music. plus, i don't pay the exorbitant fees anyway.
ablondeblogger- i hadn't contemplated the origins of the vomit, but you're probably right in implicating the bistro. Italian food and exercise don't sound like something i'd be in interested in, but i seem to be in the minority.
mrsmogul- the only reason i go to that gym is so i can say hoity toity. somehow that term doesn't apply to any other aspect of my life.
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