at my college gym tonight
there was this guy. he had long hipster hair which i'm pretty sure was straightened using one of those hot metal lady-sticks that girls use. he also had blonde streaks
he was wearing a cutoff and a wife beater at the same time. lifting gloves, too, i know you guys like those.
inbetween sets he actually stopped to practice his douchey dance moves right in front of everyone (and the dumbbell rack), acting all stoic as if it were a completely normal thing to do
he was way too tan for a wisconsinite at this time of year
but the real reason I'm posting to tell you about him...he brought his god damn macbook to the gym. Grabbed a couple plyo boxes, stacked them up on a platform, and set the fucking thing down on this pedestal of douche and failure. the reason he brought it, i guess, was because he didn't want to bother printing out/writing down the list of outlandish exercises that he and his diplodocus-looking girlfriend were doing for the 2 hours i was there (i'm not even going to get into the specifics of what they were doing, but it was totally retarded). This is a diplodocus:
but yeah, macbook at a gym. never seen that before. everything else about him was just icing on the cake that is my passive-agressive judgement