"Mr. Douchebag USA"... and the award goes to.....

lemme ask you a question: do you ever find yourself stuck on a treadmill next to "mr. douchebag usa"? and know that you can't go find another treadmill cuz there's already a line of people waiting that would gladly take the treadmill next to douchebag just to get in their cardio so they can bounce...

so last night i go to the gym... monday night football is on, so i luck out and hop on a treadmill right in front of the tv where it's showing... watching, enjoying, running. in walks mr. douchebag usa with his headphones blasting, sweating up a storm, and he hops on the treadmill right next to me...

now i mind my own business when i'm at the gym... do my own thing, try not to bother anyone...

but it's freakin hard to mind your own business and do your own thing when someone's yelling at the tv like the players can hear him... "run!!" "nice play guys!!" "get him!!"

aside from the yelling, he turns the treadmill up to a speed of about 9 or 10 and sprints for 15 seconds... leaves it at that speed, hops off and does jumping jacks... hops back on and sprints for another 15 seconds... hops off and does push ups... hops back on and sprints for another 15 seconds... if i had a bat i woulda been bashing his treadmill to pieces so he'd go somewhere else with that bullshit...

to add to the annoyance... he'd take out his earphones every 45 seconds or so... and blow in it(i guess to get the sweat out?)... much like we kids used to do to the nintendo cartridges... it made you feel like it worked better if you blew the dust out(when in reality you prob blew more spit/saliva into the electronics which made the problem worse)...

it's like... dood. seriously... dood. cmon. dood.