Get to gym

>get to gym
>shut for the day because the plates need to be recharged

>gym is closed for the day because the manlets escaped from the pit and Manlet Control had to be called
WHEN WILL THEY LEARN

Plate dispenser roke and lockerroom goat got into the manlet pit.

Real bad day.

>get to gym
>plates still too hot from the washing machine

>go to gym with gym falcon
>he screeches majestically as I squat
>unfortunately the manlets trigger his prey response as he believes they are some sort of voles
>swooping around the gym screeching and hunting manlets
>qt cardio bunny screams for the gym manager
>BANG
>the flashbang leaves me dazed as the gym SWAT team storms the weight room
>my falcon is tazed and beaten with clubs
>I want to help him but I have 3 reps left in this set
>Gym SWAT arrests me
>get sentenced to 3x5 years in the whey mines
And that's why you keep your falcon hooded in the gym

>gym is closing in 30 minutes
>gym tarantula is hogging the curl cage

>Gym wizard left the lockerroom goat alone with sand niggers
>Today was a bad day

>work front desk at a gym
>have never gotten a tip

I'm so tired of the tipping laws in my state. They made it so that we can't revoke memberships of non-tippers. It's bullshit.

>get to gym
>someone unplugged all the dumbbells

>go to gym
>no one washed the communal squat plugs

>leg day
>gym lesbians are scissoring in the squat rack again

>go to gym
>gym hobo shat all over the benches again

>go to gym
>ashtray in the powerrack is full
>have to throw my cigarettes into manletpit
>manlets start revolting
>they beat everything in reach
>my ankles still hurt

today was a bad day

>get to gym
>g-string holder is full
>can't even go commando
>fingerboxes all in use
>shrug it off and go to start first set
>manlets wet the squat bench
>lanklets shit the pullup rack
>gym chimps aren't cleaning it up

>gym clown sprays you with seltzer half way through my squat
>shout at him to fuck off
>see him crying in the parking lot as I leave

>get to gym
>the smith machine overheated so I had to settle for the pleb weights

> finally go to an actual gym but I'm wearing peg legs since I'm 5'5"
>peg fell out during weighted dips
>gym commissar: what is that?
>"haha just dropped my squat plug"
> he doesn't leave
> put my peg leg into my ass and riptoe over to the squat rack

I am not going back there again, I've spent too much time in the manlet pit as is.

>tipping the asshole that sits around all day doing nothing

>forget my squat plug
>have to use one of the gym' s UGH
>it's meticulously clean
>paying for the high end gym is worth it

>get to the gym
>old man in the locker room says I fail penis inspection and have to leave for the day

>lift bar
>remains on floor
>wtf all my strength is gone
>see slot on weights
>"insert coin to lift"
>gave all my change to the tip jar at McDonalds

FUCK

>3x5 years in the whey mines

>get to gym
>go to stash bag in a locker
>locker room lizard stands n00d with one leg on a bench, balls flapping, while making direct eye contact
>says he has a tip for me
>"Thanks, y-you too."

Hate when this one happens

>try to load the weights
>TFW NOT WORKING
>call tech support
>they put me on hold for 2 hours
>tell me I need to update my firmware
>my gym appointment ends and I get escorted out

>3x5 years in the whey mines
lost it