One time, I emailed a gym for a friend to ask about membership rates and amenities. Im not sure why she couldnt email them, but now I think it was actually just a clever ruse tomake me go insane.
The gym chain, which will not be named for (probably) legal reasons,now emails me every single day, asking me to give them a chance.
Its like that time you thought it would be great to date a personal trainer, but then realized he only talked about fitness, getting you fit and protein shakes.
Oh, but I do miss those cheat days
(Cheat days were when we would eat junk food.But also, we were swingers.)
This is why I feel the below image on a spiritual level: