So yesterday was the operator party. 1 AM it started. Roughly 3:15ish it finished. There was all sorts of talents, sword fighting, singing, clogging, video skills, jokes, snorting even, Sleep didnt hit me till 4 am. Woke up at 7:30. Rolled on the floor to army crawl to my closet to find some jeans instead of the turqoise short sweats I was wearing. I froze to death in those 3 1/2 hours, and normally I get under my other blanket, but last night it was like I was so out of it, I didn't even know where I was. When my alarm went off, I thought it was BYU info calling me telling me I was late. (normally only time I am late is when I miss my alarm) But I didnt even work in the morning, I had a final. A very relaxing final. I think my granola cereal is bad for me. Maybe because its all I eat. Hmm. It hurts my stomach. I should stop eating it.
Last night I worked out with landon. At golds. I hate golds. Summer earlier posted a expressive note on her blog about Modbe. Here is my experience with Golds Gym. Hell.
I dont swear but I do when I talk about Golds Gym. Its like there is no word in the dictionary that can explain the pain they have caused me. I don't even think it is the oh let me jump down your throat if you aren't a member and tell you that you are getting the best deal they have to offer, and they have never seen their manager give a lower deal. When really Landon and I know this is a load a crap, my brother, other brother, and brother in law are all salesman. Im not retarded, but somehow I fall into it, I fall into the, okayy....iiii Guess I neeedddd a paasss that Im never going to use. I have Byu, I have no time, I would rather eat dirt than play basketball with the cockies at Golds Gym. I take that back I would rather let mice crawl all over me. Thats right, mice. I hate mice and rodents. HEy maybe I hate GOlds because everytime I try to sign up the dude hits on me, Im not that attractive with greasy unwashed hair, too big of hoodie on, with the hood on my head, black under my eyes from not washing my face the night before, and hairy excema infested legs and you are hitting on me? I think you have a problem, not me for looking this gross and going out in public. And better yet, asking me to a drinking party to show me real fun? Real professional. See I dont think it was that. BUt I think it was this:
Brittany pops her tire in Golds Gym Parking Lot.
Brittany is mad that they had pavement broken and she is lucky enough to be the winner to get her tire popped.
Brittany goes into Golds to ask for a possible help with the tire, or maybe like hey see if you guys can help me out with a new tire since your parking lot is a load of rubbish.
Brittany asks politely.
Brittany waits for them to finish trying to swindle somebody into getting a membership.
Brittany is told they cant do anything about the tire.
Brittany asks them to help her change her tire.
Brittany walks out because three strong (idiots) couldnt help her change a tire because they needed to stay and hold down Golds Gym.
Brittany wonders why they spend a FORTUNE to work out and get strong, THEN NEVER USE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry Its been awhile since that happened, but the wound was reopened last night when Landon paid ten dollars for me to bench press 80 pounds a million times and now it hurts to type these letters. (apparently that isnt stopping me from wearing out the keyboard). So I guess I just vented. Got it out. Whoofff.
Now what you all really just want to see. Hey Baby Lets Go to Vegas. When I say Baby, I refer to ...everyone. :)


OH you will be happy to know this only included 3 pictures from THanksgiving. I think I am moving on.
2 comments:
I CANNOT believe I wasn't invited to Vegas. Low blow brittany, REAL low blow.
I also thought it was hilarious that you referred to the guys at golds as "cockies" well...because at first I was like, "did she just say?" then I was like, "Oh she meant..."
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