Recently I was waiting for a class in the studio, since there was no class in there before. I'm minding my own business reading my book, when one of the gym managers comes through giving a tour to a new or perspective gym member. Here was his spiel:
"This is our yoga studio; it's soundproof from the rest of the gym, and our yoga and pilates classes are in here. You're also always free to come in anytime there isn't a class to workout or, you know, read your book."
Sigh. I wanted to say in my defense that I was waiting for a class that was going to start in ten minutes; and yes, I could have been on a machine during that time, but I had done an hour workout at home beforehand and I just didn't feel like it. But I didn't actually say anything.
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