OK, I’ve seen people circle the parking lot looking for the closest parking spot at the grocery store. I sorta get that. What ever. I always felt that walking from my car to the store may be the only fresh air and exersize I get outside the dungeon. But the gym?? OK, so maybe it was raining and cold and someone wanted to make sure they got a close parking spot so they didn’t have to walk far throught cold and rain in their sweat soaked workout clothes, but no, I’m talking about something much worse.

See, the gym I go to is on the second floor… and the locker room is in the basement.

Today I saw two girlies walk out of the locker room, complete with water bottles and sweat towels… over to the… elevator.

Seriously? You are taking the elevator up two flights of stairs to the gym?

What are you going to do when you get there? Primp in the mirror?