Showing posts with label Gym Nightmares. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gym Nightmares. Show all posts

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Gym Nastiness, or why I don't care for fat hairy naked butts in my face.

I like my gym. I go there several times a week to help work out my stress.

But it has some really good, no nonsense rules.

Rules like, "Please turn off all cell phones in the locker room."

Now with a rule like that, you would think that common sense would dictate that if you are there to work out, you would put your phone in your locker, right?

Today after swimming my laps in the pool, I headed over to the much warmer therapy pool for 5 to ten minutes of relaxing "cool down." (BTW, one of the little feats I can now do is swim from one end of the pool to the other without coming up for air. it's a 25m pool, and that's no easy feat for a 5'10", 240 pound guy.)

Anyway, there's a guy in the pool, talking on his cell phone very loudly. Somebody really pissed him off in some kind of deal. seeing it was Sunday, he must be a very important person to need to have his phone while sitting on the edge of the pool.
I see this guy at the gym a lot. I never see him on any equipment, but I always see him on the phone, even in the locker room, where it is supposedly verboten. Must have a special membership, I guess.

My other pet peeve about people ignoring rules is the rule that you must wear swimwear to use the spa facilities. It is on your contract, and there are big signs at the doors to the jacuzzi, steam room, and sauna respectively. Yet I open the door to the Sauna, and there is a guy, laying on the wooden bench, all spread out, au natural. that's right, his fat hairy ass butt cheeks were pressed against the wooden bench slats in the sauna.

This is why I always put a towel down before I sit anywhere, even in my bathing suit, because of inconsiderate pigs like these. So there's my Sunday rant for this week. I feel better now, and have to get back to work on my book, or the Grammar Yoda will be after me for slacking off.
see you later in the week!

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Today's lesson in Gym Etiquette

I belong to a gym. I go there 4, sometimes 5 times a week. One of my favorite things to do after working out is to sit in the jacuzzi for 20 minutes and rest my tired legs. I do a lot of walking around the Warehouse each day, and having bad knees and a titanium right hip, I ache a bit by the end of the day. My gym has an Olympic size pool with lap lanes, and swimming laps for a half hour is great low impact exercise for me.

Using the Jacuzzi is also great therapy after a couple of hours of pushing a lawn mower around on the hills of Fairview Cemetery. It is great for soothing joint pain. I've belonged to that gym for a couple of years now, but last month I made my first complaint. Why?

I was sitting in the jacuzzi with a couple of the other regular members, talking baseball, when a guy I will only describe as a "JERK" comes in, his face fully lathered with Shaving cream. He takes a seat, and calmly starts shaving, flicking his razor in the very water in which we were sitting.

We protested, but he shrugged, saying, "hey, it's got filters." Well, we all climbed out, and I went to the check in desk after showering and dressing, and informed them of the miscreant's behavior. One of the things I like about this gym is that they regularly clean everything. It's not uncommon to go there Sunday afternoon and find the jacuzzi closed, because they are cleaning it.

Anyway, upon reporting the disgusting behavior, I learned that there was a similar problem in the ladies locker room, with women shaving their legs in the jacuzzi there. Amazing, isn't it? Now there are signs, saying please don't shave in the jacuzzi, and there was a write up in the Club's Monthly newsletter.

So you think that is disgusting? Guess again. Sunday Afternoon I come out of the shower, and am heading back over to my locker, when I see a guy using the hand held hair dryer on his CROTCH. Yep, he was combing and drying his pubic hair with the electric hair dryer.

Now I'm bald, I'm never using that appliance anyway, but the mere thought of using a the same hair dryer everyone else uses (with comb attachment) on one's groin area is horrifying to consider, at least for me. I guess I could understand some women using it that way, in the privacy of their own home, but a guy, in PUBLIC?! As a guy, I have never, and would NEVER, have thought of doing such a thing. (I don't want anything electrically powered anywhere near me, if you get my hint.)

So here is my gym etiquette lesson for today:

Please don't use the common hair dryer on your private area, EVER! It's just not nice, and you never know who used it before you, or what they might have used it on. Plus you never know what can happen with electricity, and that should be considered as well.