OK...today was one of THOSE days...Mom said there would be days like this.
I was literally snappin' at people ALL DAY today. That 10 Natadrol can really make you short-tempered, when you're ALREADY short-tempered. But people didn't help the situation.
It started off on my way to the gym when a woman from my past spoke to me. Now, I met her a few months back in the drugstore when she was admiring my arms, hugging and touching all over me. Okay. The next time I saw her, I asked her what was up, and I told her....if you're going to be doing all of that, then it needs to go somewhere physical. She replied by telling me that she had a dude, and what kind of woman did I think she was?
Now why did she ask me THAT? Like blood in the water to a shark.
I said, "Apparently, one who thinks it's better to lead men on when you already have one. That's not honorable either. And you have kids, so obviously you're FUKKING. But I'm not the one to play games. So please, don't say anything else to me."
So today, she was determined to speak to me anyway, so I had to remind her of our last conversation and ask why she was acting like nothing had happened. I wound up cursing her out and telling her to leave me the fck alone, we no longer know each other. Then, when I stopped at the newspaper stand to play a couple of lottery numbers, this idiot reaches over me to pay for a newspaper without excusing himself. I went off!
"Yo, my man, the word is "Excuse me."
"Huh?"
"If you can 'huh', you can hear. If I break your fcking arm, maybe that will help your hearing problem."
"You don't have to get like that, I'm sorry." And he left. Now, the two Asians who run the stand call themselves getting on me for chiding him. I told them, "Look, I don't like that sh!t. I give others respect, so I expect it in return. And if I don't get it, it's gonna be a fcking problem. Speaking of problems, if you don't want my money, I'll go elsewhere." And I left after paying for my tickets.
Man, did that give me fuel for my workout. I did chest and triceps, and I totally BLASTED my chest like I hadn't in a long time. Workout is as follows:
Bench: 135x10, 225x8, 315x8, 385x8, 405x5 (haven't done that in a few YEARS!), 315x17 (PR)
Pushdowns: 5 sets x 25 reps. The last set I did 70 for 25 and a triple drop-set. Owwwww! I did slightly strain my wrist, and my elbows are BARKING, but that's OK...I have the weekend to rest up and hit it hard again on Monday.
Then, when I left and entered the subway, I saw yet ANOTHER woman who was supposed to get with me a few months back. This one pulled a "no-call, no-show" on the day we were supposed to get together. She tells me she's been trying to call me for the last couple of weeks (I changed my number three months ago, so I knew she wasn't lying about THAT). So I asked what happened that day. She gave me some BS, talking about "things happen." Sure, they do, but it's how you handle them that counts...and I pointed that out to her. I also pointed out how long ago that was, and how long AFTER that she could have called the old number and explained. I mean, I really dressed her down. She had her phone out, like I was going to give her the new number. I wasn't; I don't give out second chances like that. Once you're on my list, it's hard to get off. She finally got flabbergasted and walked away. I called out after her, "And you're dead to me, so next time you see me, keep it fcking movin'!" I think on some levels I hate females for what they've done to me in my life and all the bull****ters, but that's another story. But my anger did allow me to have one HELL of a workout. But that's my attitude with the females, and I've said it before: If you're not trying to get together (F*CK) when you come up to me, why exactly ARE you coming up to me? I don't have time for games. A female knows when she meets you whether she's going to give you some or not; so why play games? I'm sorry (I'm really not), but this is how I feel. Just keep sh!t real.