so like i went to the gym today, and the receptionist kept callin me "little guy". like i walk in and she goes "hey little guy, how's it goin?" and im like, watever, maybe she's just friendly. but then every time i come back from a set she's like "how's it goin little guy?" like srsly, wtf? i try to ignore it, but its rly startin to get to me. after like the 10th time, im doin squats and she walks by like "u got this little guy!" and i almost drop the bar.

so i go to the front desk, try to be chill, n ask her to stop callin me that. she just laughs and says "aw, sorry little guy, didn't mean to upset u." like, r u serious?? now im fumin, rite? i get thru my workout, but every time i pass by the desk she's smirkin and calls me "little guy" again. im ready to explode.

finally, im leavin and she goes "bye little guy, see u tomorrow!" thats it, ive had enough. i yell "IM NOT A LITTLE GUY!" and shove the magazine stand over. it crashes down, mags everywhere, ppl starin. storm outta there. now i feel dumb, but also mad. anyone else deal with this? wat do?

what a bitch

Don’t have a cow little guy