At the Gym

I've become a late night gym rat. 

The other night I had quite the experience during such a late night sesh. 

There's the extra workout room I like to sneak away to because: 

1. I don't like people and 

2. I especially don't like people at the gym. 

(ok, I like some people, but not hoards of people, and not for extended periods of time, and not when I need freedom.)

Anyways...... I had sequestered myself in this room so no one knew I was actually at this gym and I didn't know who was at the gym either.  

I start to hear this obnoxiously loud playing music over the blue tooth speaker at the gym. 

Like obnoxiously loud..... 

Like deafening. 

And the taste in music was sub par at best. 

So I think in my head "hmmm, a group of pals doesn't realize there are other people at the gym so they're just taking over this place." 

No. 

Wrong assumption. 

I walk out and there are about 5 other people there and all of them but one, yes one, have headphones in. 

One human. 

One asshole human. 

For some reason I would have felt better about it if it had been more than one asshole human. 

Shock started to settle in, then disgust, then anger, then.... 

well, my desire to watch Netflix started to settle in.

I thought I would give it a shot and see if my headphones, turned completely up, could drown out the music, my hatred, my lividness.  

No. 

Then I did the only thing possible in such a situation when you don't want any awkward conversation. 

I passive aggressively walked over to the bluetooth speaker control and turned the music down. 

Didn't ask, didn't look them in the face, just did it. 

There was a sense of awkwardness in the room, but I just concentrated on technology. 

After awhile a fellow gym goer sort of slyly walks by, I unintentionally slam his arm with the elliptical machine as he places something on my phone. 

There I see a sticky note inscribed with one word- "Thanks". 

From this a learned a couple lessons:

Sometimes when you do asshole things to deal with assholes people thank you for being an asshole. 

Dealing with assholes almost always requires assholedness.