Why You Should Not Go To Public Gyms

Ugh. The freaking gym is packed like a marketplace. I waited for about 15 minutes to get to use a treadmill and got stopped automatically 20 minutes into my cardio...dammit...I looked behind and there were a couple people waiting for me to get off the machine. Of course I could have sneaked in another 20 minutes but the overhead announcer didn't help- "ATTENTION CUSTOMERS, THE MACHINES HAVE A 20-MINUTE LIMIT WHEN THERE ARE PEOPLE WAITING".

I got off and tried to hit the free weights. Unsuccessful. Still packed.

Because of this, I only got to use a couple machines. Hence an incomplete workout. Since I haven't really had that much of weights, I decided to survey the basketball court.

Holy cow. A full court game (10 persons) plus about 10 more bystanders and hopefuls stealing some shooting time while the players are not using that half of the court. If I went in, they probably won't let a small asian guy play with them: tree-tall figures and refrigerator-built physiques. Maybe they'll have use for someone as small as a shoebox (me) when they need to pick on someone (i.e., if they can't shoot, they can always block my shots and get vindicated). Or maybe I could be their waterboy.

Whatever. Time to head to my favorite coffee shop (It's A Grind Lakewood!!! Wooot!!!). Of course I didn't want to appear like an unkempt, sweaty bum and smell like my shoe when I head out there to study. This will make the coffee people quite unhappy. So I took a shower, of course.

A full shower room. Dammit. Fuck. Oooh, there's an empty cubicle!

I went in and because it's a shower cubicle, one is supposed to get naked (I dunno how girls' locker rooms are, but this is how it is with male lockers...everywhere). I followed the norm. Nice and warm water. Feels grrrrreat.

HAVE YOU EVER HAD THAT FEELING WHEN YOU THINK SOMEONE IS LOOKING AT YOU AND WHEN YOU LOOK AROUND, YOU REALIZE THAT SOMEONE ACTUALLY IS LOOKING AND YOU MEET THAT PERSON'S EYES?

As I was lathering, I had that weird feeling that I only encounter in places outside a shower cubicle.

Oh my...WHAT THE HELL? This old man-whore was staring at me!!! The awkwardness, surprise, anger, and disgust suddenly made me finish my shower sesh as fast as my sneeze. I managed to dry, dress up, and pack up in less than 5 minutes.

I do hope that he was just waiting for me to finish so he could use the cubicle. Standing right outside and looking at the person using the shower wasn't necessary at all though, don't you all think?