Okay... so my son has convinced me that I'm fit enough now to get some of those black, form fitting "Starter- Dry-Star" quick drying style shirts and I headed off to Walmart to try and find some that would fit...but not be "sausage skin" tight. Lo and Behold... I find some and actually... they do sort of tighten everything up and make one look a bit better... especially of you have been hitting the weights as hard and as often as we have been lately.
Anyhoo... I'm standing in the checkout lane and I spy some Chapsticks that I need in a pretty bad way after cutting my upper lip that morning while shaving and finding it reminding me too often as salty sweat made its way into the small wound during my workout. So I just grabbed the one that says "Classic" and added that to the purchase of the sportswear. Time passes and the next day I realized that I also needed the black nylon pants or something like them because the manager at the local "YouFit" (This place is NOT BAD, Men... $10.00 a month and No Long Term Contracts!!!) tells me that my "Blue Jeans are not acceptable to wear in the gym"...mentioning something about,"... tearing up the vinyl benches." So the next day...I'm back at Walmart and like any other creature of habit, I gravitated to the check-out lane of the same friendly lady I saw the day before.
As I unloaded the shopping cart of my latest grabs... I glanced over at the woman, just to make friendly eye contact and give her one of my patented and ever-charming smiles... and she suddenly bursts out laughing. So I'm thinking, "WTF is YOUR Problem?" and she reached under the counter and after unrolling a few paper towels ... she handed them over, saying, "That whole Bridget Bardot... Pouty Lip thing?... It ain't working out for you, Sir..." and continues to laugh. So instinctively ...I accepted the towels and started wiping my mouth and then I looked down and saw the prettiest shade of Bubble Gum Strawberry Pink Chapstick any REAL man ever had the balls to wear... and now I am laughing right along with her... So... Like Barry Bonds...from now on... its gonna be "The Clear...or the Cream" stuff for ME!. So for those of you that don't know... even retired LEOs can still be called "PIGS" in this kind of situation... (Pucker Up... Big Boy!)
Anyhoo... I'm standing in the checkout lane and I spy some Chapsticks that I need in a pretty bad way after cutting my upper lip that morning while shaving and finding it reminding me too often as salty sweat made its way into the small wound during my workout. So I just grabbed the one that says "Classic" and added that to the purchase of the sportswear. Time passes and the next day I realized that I also needed the black nylon pants or something like them because the manager at the local "YouFit" (This place is NOT BAD, Men... $10.00 a month and No Long Term Contracts!!!) tells me that my "Blue Jeans are not acceptable to wear in the gym"...mentioning something about,"... tearing up the vinyl benches." So the next day...I'm back at Walmart and like any other creature of habit, I gravitated to the check-out lane of the same friendly lady I saw the day before.
As I unloaded the shopping cart of my latest grabs... I glanced over at the woman, just to make friendly eye contact and give her one of my patented and ever-charming smiles... and she suddenly bursts out laughing. So I'm thinking, "WTF is YOUR Problem?" and she reached under the counter and after unrolling a few paper towels ... she handed them over, saying, "That whole Bridget Bardot... Pouty Lip thing?... It ain't working out for you, Sir..." and continues to laugh. So instinctively ...I accepted the towels and started wiping my mouth and then I looked down and saw the prettiest shade of Bubble Gum Strawberry Pink Chapstick any REAL man ever had the balls to wear... and now I am laughing right along with her... So... Like Barry Bonds...from now on... its gonna be "The Clear...or the Cream" stuff for ME!. So for those of you that don't know... even retired LEOs can still be called "PIGS" in this kind of situation... (Pucker Up... Big Boy!)
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