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so.
recently i have been teaching a lot of aerobic classes. i am one busy work out teaching machine. oh well. i really do enjoy it; especially my classes down at the senior center. those ladies and two gentleman rock.
as for the rest of my life...
i got two new roomies (both guys, one has two big dogs)
my other roomie got her wisdom teeth pulled (oh man, just shut up and take it)
i got to hang with alison, traci, and mandi (hill swung through and said hey)
then, the highlight of my weekend was on saturday night. as i sat at d&m reading and having a relaxing cup of coffee, just chillin', some crazy middle aged about to be published writer guy went off on me. it was crazy. he came in and was a total jerk to the barista, then went to sit down at a near-by table. he said something to me, but i was reading and not really paying attention to him, so then he went off saying how rude i was for not saying hello and how i was doing. i was like, "oh, i didn't hear you... sorry, hi?". it was crazy. then i read for a while longer and when i got up to leave this was our conversation:
crazy: so all of your homework done?
me: oh, i wasn't doing homework, just reading for fun, you know relaxing.
crazy: oh, that must be nice.
me: ah, yeah. i have a lite weekend.
crazy: so, this may seem forward, but i was wondering where a middle aged guy like myself could go dancing with other middle aged people in this town?
me: um... at the oakrail down at the end of the block.
crazy: is it country?
me: no, just the name. well, i've got to go.
crazy: well thanks.
me: no problem.
crazy: i'm an about to be published writer and i don't know the word right now, but i have a phrase that goes with that. you can use it and spread it around, i don't mind.
me: what?
crazy: it goes like this. you say no problem, i say i have a solution to your problem, and will solve your problem, no problem.
me: okay.
crazy: know you say it.
me: what?
crazy: say it with me.
me: i don't know what you said.
crazy goes over it again like four times and finally i say it like three times and then hill texted me and i was like oh... i have to go, my friend is waiting for me. bye.
it was so crazy and funny and crazy. the guy was wearing a neon yellow and black jacket for crying out loud. shoot...
so, that was the craziness of my weekend. i laugh every time i think of the d&m fiasco.
recently i have been teaching a lot of aerobic classes. i am one busy work out teaching machine. oh well. i really do enjoy it; especially my classes down at the senior center. those ladies and two gentleman rock.
as for the rest of my life...
i got two new roomies (both guys, one has two big dogs)
my other roomie got her wisdom teeth pulled (oh man, just shut up and take it)
i got to hang with alison, traci, and mandi (hill swung through and said hey)
then, the highlight of my weekend was on saturday night. as i sat at d&m reading and having a relaxing cup of coffee, just chillin', some crazy middle aged about to be published writer guy went off on me. it was crazy. he came in and was a total jerk to the barista, then went to sit down at a near-by table. he said something to me, but i was reading and not really paying attention to him, so then he went off saying how rude i was for not saying hello and how i was doing. i was like, "oh, i didn't hear you... sorry, hi?". it was crazy. then i read for a while longer and when i got up to leave this was our conversation:
crazy: so all of your homework done?
me: oh, i wasn't doing homework, just reading for fun, you know relaxing.
crazy: oh, that must be nice.
me: ah, yeah. i have a lite weekend.
crazy: so, this may seem forward, but i was wondering where a middle aged guy like myself could go dancing with other middle aged people in this town?
me: um... at the oakrail down at the end of the block.
crazy: is it country?
me: no, just the name. well, i've got to go.
crazy: well thanks.
me: no problem.
crazy: i'm an about to be published writer and i don't know the word right now, but i have a phrase that goes with that. you can use it and spread it around, i don't mind.
me: what?
crazy: it goes like this. you say no problem, i say i have a solution to your problem, and will solve your problem, no problem.
me: okay.
crazy: know you say it.
me: what?
crazy: say it with me.
me: i don't know what you said.
crazy goes over it again like four times and finally i say it like three times and then hill texted me and i was like oh... i have to go, my friend is waiting for me. bye.
it was so crazy and funny and crazy. the guy was wearing a neon yellow and black jacket for crying out loud. shoot...
so, that was the craziness of my weekend. i laugh every time i think of the d&m fiasco.