I Know What You’re Thinking…

…man John, that is one fucking scary mask you have there…Or perhaps you’re trying to figure out the missing word at the end of the book title…Ha, you just said a bad word to yourself…you probably just said it again…Yes, this is a book…as you can see, a New York Times Bestselling book…this is a book I’m currently reading…this is a book a client gave me because he knew I would enjoy it…this is a book I am thoroughly enjoying…

I know 80% of my readers (funny, that sounds like I have thousands of readers tuning in every few weeks to read my rambles..) cringe when I use that bad word (sort of) spelled out above…3 of them I’m related to…’I don’t see why you have to use that word John’ is what I hear quite often…I don’t really, but either do the countless movies and TV shows we all enjoy…it’s reality, people say the word and use it in many different ways…

Mr. Manson uses it quite often in his writing above…In fact, on page 5 he used it 11 times, including 6 times in one paragraph (the paragraph had only 18 words…that’s a lie, sorry…)…I haven’t cringed once while reading it and I’m not even half-way through the book…The gist of the book is that people give a ____ about way too many things…It’s impossible to not give a ____ about anything, but we need to cut down on the things we do give a ____ about…For instance, I witnessed a gentleman in front of me in the self-check out line visibly getting upset at an 85-year old lady taking way too long to scan her Metamucil (I don’t even know what that is..), almond milk and granola…Granted, Grandma should’ve never been in that lane to begin with, but unless this jackass is losing thousands of dollars for every minute he’s not back at work, calm the fuck down…Or the guy who was noticeably upset at me for taking my time in my car while leaving the gym…he was actually sitting there waiting for me so he could get a parking spot 25 feet closer to the entrance…I took my sweet ‘ol time doing everything imaginable to make that lazy fuck wait a few extra minutes…I just couldn’t get my sunglasses to sit correctly on my head for some reason….

Okay, sorry Mom, Lauren and Leo…I’m done using the bad word…for this post…

On another note, the gym I currently go to has been closed for the past few months due to extensive water damage…what a kick in the ass this has been…I’ve been forced to drive an extra 4 minutes to another Gold’s gym where I’ve seen an overabundance of tank-tops, holder-‘on’ers, piss poor exercise technique, exercises that aren’t even exercises, people wearing clothing that should never be stitched together, etc…ya know, pretty much the same shit…On the bright side, my gym has promised to be better than ever when it reopens this Tuesday…new cardio machines, new strength training equipment, new flooring, new everything…Wow, talk about being excited…I can’t _______ wait……

Enjoy the horsies today…

 

 

 

One thought on “I Know What You’re Thinking…

  1. Career Doctor knew you would like the book….he also knew your mother would not like the book, let alone the title.

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