Gym Troubles

I decided to start writing on Thursday because I make it a point not to get on social media on the weekends, and so people comment but I don't really respond for a few days, so I'm writing today.
Lagoon was magical. Well maybe not magical, but it was good to be back. I watched a mother screaming at her children while they were in line for Lady Bug Bop. Whenever I need to yell at my children, that's the place to do it. I get that sometimes kids are extremely frustrating, and sometime you yell. We all lose our cool sometimes. But seriously lady, stop yelling at your teenage son about his grades and sports as loud as you can in the Lady Bug Bop line. Save that conversation for the teacups.
The internet has made us a mean people I think. It was the first day at Lagoon, and for most of these kids it's their first job they've ever had, and it's their first day of their first job. It's terrifying. I remember my first day working at Burger King. It was horrible. I watched one lady order chicken nachos. They came out and she didn't feel like there was enough stuff on her chicken nachos, so she asked for everything on it, and they said that is everything. So she asked for lettuce, and when they put lettuce on her nachos she got mad at them. Seriously, everyone calm down. These first world problems aren't as bad as we think they are. I got the chips and queso because my girls love chips and cheese as they call it. It was a few broken chips with some cheese dumped on it. Not a great deal, but I tried it and now I know not to get it again. I should give a list of the foods to get at Lagoon. Some are really good, some not so much. I usually talk to random people in line and tell them where the best food is. Usually they're appreciative. Not always.
After the bike fiasco last week I had to get my man card back. On Monday the girls new power wheels came. It's a Wonder Woman power wheels jeep, and it's pretty awesome. It's not the Gal Gadot Wonder Woman unfortunately, but still pretty awesome. It comes in a box, and you have to set it up. That's a 3 hour process, and it's a lot of kneeling and trying not to swear. I did pretty good.
The girls love it because they can ride together. They giggle and chortle and it's adorable. However, it does make their personality come out. Priya is absolutely insane. She'll drive towards things with no intention of turning, and drive up onto the grass and peel out, all while laughing maniacally. Mirinda has anxiety while she is at the wheel. When it's Mirinda's turn to drive, she drives very well and turns the wheel when she should, until Priya decides that's lame and pushes her foot on top of the gas pedal. I think I know who is going to be getting to drive when they're 16 and who isn't. Granted, I hit someone purposely with my car at Taco Bell in high school. He told me to do it. He said drive at me really slowly and I'll roll up on your hood and it will look like you hit me and we'll impress these girls. So I did. He went right through my windshield. He was fine, but I'm lucky to be alive, cause my mom wanted to kill me.
The other way I'm trying to get my man card back is I set up a swing for the girls. We're looking for things that Priya can do while she's in the cast, so this swing has a flat seat they can lay down on. That only took 2 hours to set up, but the girls absolutely love it.
Yes, I really spoil my girls. I worry about that sometimes, but they're so appreciative of all of it. We waited so long for those girls I don't mind spoiling them. That's just me though.
Priya is starting to talk a lot which is fantastic considering she's only been speaking english for about a year. The only problem is I can't understand a big chunk of what she's saying. She's getting better, but still I don't understand her. Luckily I have Mirinda. She's become the interpreter. Priya will repeat something three times, and finally Mirinda will tell me what she said. The other day Priya was telling me something and Mirinda finally said, "She said the bourgeoisie mercilessly exploited the proletariat". I thanked her for that, and asked her how long they had been studying Marxism in preschool. She wasn't sure.
I need to talk about the building I work in. It's a good building. We used to work downtown, and I'm sorry but downtown is becoming a hole. I work for my mom, and once she saw a guy drop his pants and take a deuce in the planter box right in front of the entrance to our building, wipe himself with a leaf, and walk away. When you see something like that the charm of downtown is lost.
We work in Murray now, and it is a much better building and location, but there are some weird things. When we first moved in, they were remodeling the inside. It really needed it, but for some reason they painted all the tile primer blue. It literally looks like primer. It's like the painters have been on strike for 2 years, so we still have primer blue tiles. There's also a waterfall in the lobby for some reason. To me, the only reason to have a waterfall is to make wishes with coins, and my girls used to do that, but then they put a sign up saying we couldn't do that anymore. Lame.
The entrance to the building has two double doors. One side has a button to open the door automatically, and the building has gone nuts with it. People won't even walk through the other side of the doors because then they'd have to open the door and that's too much work. People will wait on the other side of the door for someone to go through, instead of walking through the door. This is how lazy we've gotten. I'm usually pretty polite to people who hold the door open for me, but if I have the right of way and the other person doesn't walk through the other door but waits for me to go through, I don't even say thank you anymore. Cause it's ridiculous.
Then there's the gym downstairs. I'm happy to report I still work out every day. The gym is down in the basement in the corner. Not many people go down there cause it kind of has a rapey vibe, but I don't care. What interests me are the people that do come in there and what is going on in their mind. One guy comes in to use the bathroom. The other day he was literally in there for 40 minutes. It was probably longer, but that's how long it took me to get changed, work out, and get changed again, and he still hadn't left. While I was changing out of my workout clothes he literally flushed the toilet 8 times in that two minutes. I had to start hurrying up because I was going to bust out laughing. He's been in there multiple times, just flushing away.
There's one guy that comes in basketball shorts, a tshirt and a hat. He comes in that way, meaning he comes to work that way. He comes in a few days a week, and his routine is to either do 5 situps, or to throw a medicine ball against a trampoline 5 times, and then he leaves. First of all I though medicine balls went extinct like 100 years ago. Second, I really want to know what is going through his mind. Does he think "Now that I did those five sit ups I can go have a banana split"? I really want to ask him.
There's another guy that comes in tight jeans and a long sleeve flannel shirt. He comes in, lifts a 10 pound weight, and does 10 reps with each arm, and then he's good. That's all the workout he needs. Again, I just want to know what is going on in these people's heads. Then I start to make up stories to amuse myself while I'm working out.
Saturday will be 4 years to the day that my Dad died. I miss him every day. I think the hardest thing now is knowing how much he would love Mirinda and Priya. I know he knows them, but I'd rather have him here. Sometimes life isn't fair.
It's National Burrito day, so go and get a burrito. Just not at Cafe Rio. Thanks for reading!