Rant for the day. Changed my routine a couple of years ago to work out in the wee hours of the morning. Downside - getting up at 3 am to torture my body. Upside - control of television, lights and machines. Not having to interact with any crazies -priceless. However my peace has been shattered a few times recently by a couple of happy ladies I have christened the magpies. They find each other with heartfelt squeals of delight and then proceed to spend the next hour chatting and chatting and chatting ad nauseam. Ladies! It's 3:30 am in the 'effing morning.
I can't stand earplugs in my very sensitive waxy ears so I am subjected to this interplay which ranges from what a good person they are to a very thorough dissection of many people they know by name. Ok now I'm being judgmental and fortunately I don't know the people they are discussing. But the point being, go have a private cup of coffee somewhere. Someone might actually be trying to concentrate to overcome the knives driven through their knees with every step. Don't need my ears bleeding as well. End of Rant. I feel better now.
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