So for some reason random things seem to happen to me. They are random to the point that they just sound ridiculous. Today was such an example of that. Today as I proceeded to go to the gym while minding my own business I was harassed by someone who is certified 51/50 or should I just say...Crazy. As I walk through my complex this is what happens:
Her: Are you going to run, how do you have time for that?
Me: I'm going to the gym.
Her: You know they sell drugs at that gym, so you know what that makes you...A drug dealer. How can the gym afford to only charge $10 if they aren't selling drugs.
Me: (In complete silence because I know realize she isn't wrapped to tight).
Her: You should take my zumba class or samba. Say no to the treadmill!
Me: (Still in complete silence).
Her: Dumb Ass! Dumb Ass!
Me: (Continuing to ignore her as I look for things that can be used at weapons in case she decided to attack).
So like my title says, apparently I'm a drug dealer. Well, at least I am if you ask the women with mental issues.
Her: Are you going to run, how do you have time for that?
Me: I'm going to the gym.
Her: You know they sell drugs at that gym, so you know what that makes you...A drug dealer. How can the gym afford to only charge $10 if they aren't selling drugs.
Me: (In complete silence because I know realize she isn't wrapped to tight).
Her: You should take my zumba class or samba. Say no to the treadmill!
Me: (Still in complete silence).
Her: Dumb Ass! Dumb Ass!
Me: (Continuing to ignore her as I look for things that can be used at weapons in case she decided to attack).
So like my title says, apparently I'm a drug dealer. Well, at least I am if you ask the women with mental issues.
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