I walked into the gym yesterday and walked right to the scale...or where I thought the scale should be.
There was a big empty wall in front of me. I was perplexed. I walked to another side of the gym where they used to keep a scale. There was more empty wall staring me in the face.
I sat on one of the bikes and peddled slowly making a confused, frowny face. When Janelle got there I told her that I couldn't find the scale. I think I said, "This is the only gym in the history of the world without a scale."
She looked at me and told me that I was being overly dramatic like always.
I made her scour the gym with me because there had to be a scale somewhere in the friggin' gym! What gym doesn't have a scale? I guess our gym doesn't have a scale. We never found one.
We started working out and I could tell it was bothering her that we never found the scale. She wandered off to find one of the employees that we will actually talk to, to find out what the heck was going on with our scale free gym.
The employee told her that some man broke it. They didn't know how, but they think he like jumped on it or something. They said they had a part on order. She also said that this was the 3rd scale in 2 years that had been broken by people being too rough.
Why are people so rough when they stand on scales? I try to be as gentle as possible when I get on the scale because I think the scale will be nice to me and weigh me lighter than I am! Who jumps on the scale? I could understand breaking a scale after seeing what you weigh, but breaking it by jumping on it? Come on now, really?