bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings
Sunday, June 09, 2002
My gym just called me. How embarrasing - "Mr. BJ, you haven't been to the gym since, oh my, it says here since AUGUST! Is anything wrong?" I made some jokes, he politely laughs, then of course he gets to the sales pitch. They are expanding, new location, and as a valued member (translation: one who pays fees, but never goes) they are offering me some special deal on adding on a year. I'm actually considering doing it, mostly so that they don't start this weekly calling me thing like they did last year. I got him to agree to some sort of orientation thingee, cuz I'm totally clueless what to do once I get there (I know, if its heavy, lift it). Meanwhile, I haven't left the house since I got home at 2 a.m. with 2 pints of ice cream in my hand and 3 beers in my belly. Hmmm, maybe I should call the guy back with my credit card info, eh?