Well, as usual, I am antagonizing bureaucratic workers. It's sort of my special skill. Remind me to never move to France.
They haven't had the little fresh wipe thingys in the gym that people wipe the machines off after they are done, for a week. Gross, today I was talking to the cleaning staff who just happened to be around, asking if they could maybe throw a bottle of spray cleaner and a roll of paper towels in there while they were waiting for these magical wipes to get off backorder. The leasing office lady happened upon us and got indignant informing me that people should use towels and that the gym is cleaned everyday. I said, "Great but, my towel is just going to wipe the sweat around and unless you have cleaning staff doing each machine after it's been used all day, you've got a hygeine issue." She said, "We treat this gym like all other gyms in the complex." This mystified me. What did that have to do with anything? So all the gyms are gross and unclean and that should somehow shut me up? I said, "Well, I'm just trying to suggest a simple solution for the meantime." and left. I'm sure she deeply appreciated my input. In the way a beaver appreciates you putting up curtains in his dam.
What's more fun is that I found out my key needed to be updated to access the other gym which involved having to call on the same lady AND, the corporate housing company that oversees the details of our stay, called her because I mad a noise complaint about out neighbors. Ah yes, she will know me by name and will probably do all she can to foil me at every step from now on. That's what charm and charisma buys you ladies and gentlemens; an easy road, or rather, a trail of annoyed enemies.
That's right, enemies! You're all against me!! Facebook, my neighbors, that glass over there on the table, my socks. If I don't cover the walls with tinfoil and demand that the governor of California hire a flock of ravens to guard me at all times, evil will have it's way and the battle will be lost.
Sure I'm kidding. Ha.Ha.
I have to go buy more tinfoil.
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