gym bag for sale

yesterday at the blackjack tournament i was reminded of the fact that there is no way that god exists. here is why. i was sitting next to a grumpy old lady who apparently had places to be. my advice to her would be don't sign up for a tournament if you made other plans. either way, she had one of the worst attitudes i have seen in a long time. the moral of the story, however, is that she got dealt the best hands. i find it hard to believe that any god would allow someone with such a bad attitude to get so many 20's and 21's. no way.


the other day i was in the vicinity of a las vegas athletic club that i had never been to and i needed a quick workout so i decided to try it out. i should have known from the outside that it wasn't somewhere i should go, but i wasn't gonna judge the book by its cover. i totally should have. not only was this place older than the ghetto women's workout world in tinley park, illinois, but when i was trying to get my shit and get out, a larger naked lady came over and stood right next to me, blocking my exit path. in addition, her bare ass touched my gym bag.

i understand that i could have never known from the outside of the building that my gym bag would be sexually molested by an old lady's butt or that when i got on the treadmill my head would be a foot from the massive television due to low ceilings, but something tells me that there was a reason i knew not to go there before. however, i did learn a valuable lesson.

when you look at a gym from the outside and it looks like it was built in 1948, there is a good chance someone who was born in 1948 will be naked in there. also, it will smell like death.


it kind of sucks when you get into an mba program and you are right at the end ready to graduate and then you realize, "wow, they let anyone in here".