So this happened to me last night at the gym. I go to Golds--two main reasons, first, proximity to where park my car makes it easier for me to go to the gym than to go
my apartment at the end of a long day, and second it is the cheapest place in this area and I'm on a budget. I do NOT go to golds for many reasons--one of which is to get hit on by skanky men.
So, last night I'm at Golds and I see this prowler..thats what I call the jerks who slink around the gym checking out girl's asses and other assets. This guy is the WORST. I've seen him doing this song and dance since I started going to Golds a year and a half ago, but he's never given me a second glance--most likely because I didn't have my ass hanging out of my pants, and if i did have it hanging out there, it wouldn't have been the kind of ass he was looking for. Anyway, he's very good looking in an "i'm a frat boy, look at my pecs while I bounce them in the mirror...ohh yeah here's my rippled abs...ohhh yes i'm so pretty" sort of way
Anyway, so last night I feel him staring at me (hello mirrors!! no secrets at the gym!!), and I'm thinking--'who is this jerk...' so I give him a *****y glare and keep on stepping away on my stairmaster. After I finished my set on there, I hopped onto the treadmill to do a run-interval set when he hops on the one next to me and tries to strike up a conversation(!!!?!?!?!) it was the most surreal moment ever, because I have honestly seen this guy at this gym since I started--I know he's seen me, but just looked right through me. So I slowed my jog down to a brisk walk and cut him off mid sentence and here is the conversation that ensued:
me: excuse me? what did you say? are you talking to me?
him: yeahhh..i am. I was sayin i like those pants on you.
me: yeah? these pants? you like these?
him: mmhmm.
me: you know, thats funny...because I was wearing these pants 30 pounds ago, too...but you didn't talk to me about them then.
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me continuing: actually, you've never spoken to me..which I personally prefered....until now. so, what gives?
him: well i just must have overlooked you before, i'm sorry that happened
me: hahaha. no worries, because *I* am *not* sorry that it happened.
him: you're mean
me: laughing really hard...slowly increase my speed back to a run and pop my earbuds back in.
but seriously...*eff* him!!! what is wrong with people not noticing you exist until you lose weight, then expect you to be so..so, what? so lacking in confidence that you'll suddenly be SO greatful for their attention that you'll go get naked with them? so completely stupid that you'll waste ALL that hard effort attempting some sort of screwed up relationship with them??
ugh!!!
anyway, had to share--sorry for the length (and any typo's)
-Julie
