1) I do not every want this creep seeing that much of me.
2) I am a fattie, so just no no no. I have started swimming, and I finally saw myself in the mirror in my swimsuit and nearly just gave up on life right then and there.
He doesn't change and shower after his workout? Gross.
RIGHT?!
He walks around drinking Muscle Milk.
I also found a book on his desk called something like How to Live (Almost) Forever. I'm not knocking people who work out because exercise is healthy, but it's pretty clear that this is one vain motherfucker.
The lady at the end of my aisle is wearing leggings and a shirt that is not anywhere near long enough to be a tunic. And she shouldn't be wearing leggings to begin with. It's not pretty.
Post by explorer2001 on Sept 8, 2012 17:31:07 GMT -5
Wow. I'm sorry. I'm at work too but it's not bad (really my choice because I love it here and care about my clients and we have a give deadline). If it weren't for the fact the you're a lawyer not an accountant, is swear my former boss moved. I'm so sorry. I've lived it. Hugs. I can't wait to celebrate when you get to a better place and the get to turn him into the bar for the shit he's pulled.