Daily Snark: Perfumed gym mates.
Dear Women/Men Who Wear Perfume/Cologne to the Gym:
Nothing elevates the challenge of my morning run like not being able to breathe. Last time I checked, you come to the gym to sweat and to work your body. This will require oxygen. We are there to breathe hard, not to breathe your lovely fucking aromas. It might be hard for you to believe this...but there are other people who exist in this world besides you. And we might not like trying to oxygenate through your musks and flowers.
Fucktard.
I know. I snarked excessively. It's Monday.
To you floral delights, I dedicate this track
Comments
Ugh. Perfume is usually gross anyway and all too often excessive...but I really, really, really, don't want to smell it mixed with sweat.
I quit an exercise class I paid $95 for, after 3 out of 10 classes because #1 they made us use stupid props (stretchy bands, rubber balls, etc), #2, it was too claustrophobic in there for me, and #3, the dealbreaker...I went home on night and Elvis started sniffing the bottom of my pants, all like WTF? and I was all like WTF? and then I got a little closer and smelled someone else's perfume had transferred onto my pants when the stupid, goddam unwashed rubber ball was between my ankles. Disgusting. disgusting. disgusting.
OMG I coulnd't agree more. Can we please extend this to those same people at the mall who leave a wake of shit-stank SO THICK I'm ready to jump off the upper deck to my death just to avoid it?
And WHY are you wearing that must shit to begin with? It's almost like you have something to hide. You have a perferated colostomy bag or something? HOLY FUCK PEOPLE, a nice warm shower with some mild soap does the job nicely!!
But the perfume in the gym..yeah, gross and not right at all.
sorry lady.
Whatever happened to just making sure your undies were clean, you know? LOL. If someone finds me collapsed on the curb...I could give two damns about whether or not my eyelashes were properly mascara'd.
Oh the fools.
And yes...me lurve.....fucktard. It's a nasty ugly thing to say. But sometimes...nasty ugly things are delightful.