An Untitled Mess

I joined a gym.  Why?  I'm the epitome of masculine physique, I know this, but still.  I joined a gym.  These are the kinds of things that happen when you are bored with no friends and nothing to do with your free time.  It was either this or a kayak...I'm starting to regret not getting the kayak.  Maybe I still will...why the heck not.  I can go to the gym, do rows on the rowing machine, then go out in my kayak and do rows in my kayak...killer! Honestly, I hate myself for joining this particular gym.  Gold's Gym...it leaves a bitter taste on my tongue.  It's so pretentious in there.  Maybe that's just a gym thing in general.  Everyone has an over-inflated sense of self-worth because they just jogged on a treadmill and pumped some iron, dude.  LOOK AT ME, I'M RIPPED!  Why are you yelling at me in all caps?  I don't care how many reps you did, can't you see I have my hater blockers in and I don't want to talk to an...

Hater Blockers : noun.  Accessories used to block out the hate from other people.  Examples include sunglasses, and ear buds connected to a music playing device. As you can see, I had my hater blockers on today.  They sure do come in handy at work.  I'm not able to wear them all the time and I can't have both buds in my ears.  When I work prep in the mornings, they are a necessity.  It's sad when you feel like there is so much hate and negativity around you that you have to literally have something to block it out.  Case in point, a waitress at work today decided that I offended her to the point that she had to talk shit to me.  This chick isn't even on my radar, she barely exists to me and I don't talk to her.  So why did she tell me to shut up when I was not even speaking to her?  Why tell me, "Why are you up here, go back to the back."?  You have no reason to be mean to me, let alone to even strike up a conversation of any ...