I know I have been ranting about the place I work out. Before I go on about today’s rant, I should explain the good points of the gym/ resort:
The people who work there are top-notch. If I was running a gym, I’d try to persuade them to work for me. I know I complained about the cleanliness of the track and will complain about the basketball court today, but it is not the fault of the workers. When it is clean, it is a very nice place. It helps that it is around the corner and don’t have to drive and try to find a parking spot.
The basketball court is to the immediate right of the main lobby. I like to get to the court by 8:40AM and finish before the morons take over the court. The problem is that the cleaning crew thinks like I do. They like to start cleaning soon after I start shooting around. The resort needs an overnight cleaning person for the common areas. Especially for the money they charge for both the hotel customers and the gym customers. The cleaning guy shouldn’t have to dodge basketballs and clients shouldn’t have to worry about tripping over a broom or mop. For those of you not familiar with this concept, it’s called common sense.
From the basketball courts, I head to the pool. There is usually a water aerobics class for senior ladies, but there is usually a place in the pool where I can swim. The lone exception is when someone with a senior fetish bobs himself up and down in the area where there would otherwise be room to swim.
After the swim (or instead of if the pervert is bobbing), I like to soak in the Jacuzzi. There’s usually a person in there, but sometimes it’s empty. I’ll be relaxing when some guy will come in and for some bizarre reason, think that I am lonely and would enjoy his company. Sometimes it’s the idiot who was texting on the track. Sometimes it’s the jerk chilling out on the ab machine that I want to use. But it’s usually someone with already at least one strike against him and it’s always a male that thinks I would enjoy his company.
Does this face look lonely to you?
This concludes the gym rant. I will pick something else to whine about soon.
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