Bonnie & Clyde

I hate clingy women.

I hate clingy men even more.

It was a fat Tuesday so I headed down to my friendly neighbourhood gym for 2 hours of workout. We had a newcomer, a sweet chinese girl in her twenties. She was kinda cute, the way she struggled with her 2lb free weights. She was opposite the shoulder machine I was using so I saw the instructor guiding her. A guy in flip flops walked up to her side, folded his arms and eyed her from a distance of 6”.

Strange, I thought. He wasn’t gymming with her, and neither was he coaching her although he was chatting with her throughout her workout. The instructor even asked him to sit at the reception area if he insisted on waiting for his girlfriend / fiancé / wife / sister / mother (!).

He did disappear for a while, but after 5 minutes, he was back. Inconsiderate fler. Oredi the studio so small, waffor wanna crowd around? You think everybody wanna hit on your gurfren meh...choi...hit oso hit on me first la...prettiest auntie in PJ...some say USJ...

*hyuk hyuk*