Life Lessons By Comic

Well, not necessarily anything to learn from this comic per se, just a bit ironic to have come up as there’s a chance I’ll be taking up racquetball again after a … oh 25 year hiatus or so. Way back when I used to play a fairly regular game with my father for a few years before other items caught our attention and/or demanded our time more so than the weekly outage to the local racquet club.

Now, I can’t claim that this could happen because of my own good will and forethought. Nope, it all stems from the fact that my wife likes to talk.

/me ducks the virtual shoe that is flying towards his head as she reads this…

Yup, it’s true. My wife doesn’t just like to talk, she loves to talk. Unfortunately, the prick who runs the gym she had been going to for the past 2-plus years isn’t a fan of talk…to the point there is a rule there called “Be Seen, Not Heard”. He outlawed talking while people work out. Talk about someone who really is in the front running for my annual Scumbag of the Year award.

It doesn’t matter than he’s collecting money from people just to use the exercise equipment. Nope, the dick has such a God complex that he has stupid rules over how things run like this one, or…get this, you can get kicked out for working out too much. That’s right…go to the gym more than 5 times in a week and you can find yourself booted right out. Everyone with me now.

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DICK! That’s what you are you douche! I seriously hope you catch the first known case of terminal herpes.  (No…I’m not a little bitter at this at all… ).

Anyways…after getting her walking papers, my wife had to go on the search for a new gym. Unfortunately none are as close as this other crapheap of a facility, but it looks like she’s worked it down to two, one of which includes a racquetball facility. For less than she was shelling out for this other place (primarily because she’ll be dropping her weekly trainer sessions…she can do it all herself now thankfully), we might pull down a family plan that includes all the gym equipment, plus the pool, sauna, spa, various other health classes (e.g. Pilates, spin, etc.), and the racquetball courts. If we end up there, I could see myself getting back into the sport as a means for some good ‘ol fashion competition and another way to try to get my ass back into some semblance of shape.

B.