I did my 6th day at the gym. Outside, a short bottle blond chick, with her hair tied back to expose tattoos behind her ears and rear shoulders, was lost. She couldn't find the gym entrance, so I had her follow me. She had just moved from Westlake Village, wherever that is. I opened the door for her. Points!
If only this was a porn flick, cheezy dialogue would've followed about how awesome it is that I open doors for chicks, the two flights of stairs are too hard for her to climb since she's kind of thick, so she'd have to use the elevator that at the moment was empty, and it being empty would've given her an idea leading to bow chicka wow wow.
But nooo. In this real life, her only show of gratitude was offering me to go in front of her in line.
I ended the night with WWE RAW.
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