How to Walk Without Injuring Yourself

[Hungary Jack]

I enter the gym last night, making a bee line for the men's locker room and some quality time in the pool. The female locker room entry is off to the right. There is short partition wall that creates a "blind" corner for any female exiting the locker room. I always give this wall a wide berth on my way to the men's entry.

So out struts Snappy Sally and her friend Nancy Nicey. Snappy Sally is gabbing away at her friend, looking squarely at her, walking forward. She is really locked in.

She banks the left turn on the outside, takes 2 steps forward, and runs straight into the 6'3" 220 pound hunk of burning love aka Hungary Jack.

"Oh My God" she exclaims! I mumble something about "sorry" and "watching where you are headed", and didn't stick around for the rest. It's a waste of time. And I just didn't want to deal with it.

[planet planet]

So I'm not understanding how these two deserve their respective names?

[TabascoElvis]

Can we combine this with warts elevator rant so we can have wart walk around the corner to the stairwell and slam into hungary jack?

[Hungary Jack]

So I'm not understanding how these two deserve their respective names?

They were wearing t-shirts that read "Snappy Sally" and "Nancy Nicey".

[Simbagal23]

Sounds like the same ditzos who spread their gym bags, clothes, etc. all over the bench in the locker room so the rest of us have no space, then proceed to sit on said bench (thereby leaving even less space for the rest of us!) while talking on their cell phone for the next umpteen minutes.....naturally, this is multitasked with said ditzos putting the finishing touches on their hair and makeup prior to "working out".

[Hungary Jack]

Sounds like the same ditzos who spread their gym bags, clothes, etc. all over the bench in the locker room so the rest of us have no space, then proceed to sit on said bench (thereby leaving even less space for the rest of us!) while talking on their cell phone for the next umpteen minutes.....naturally, this is multitasked with said ditzos putting the finishing touches on their hair and makeup prior to "working out".

I cannot attest to their behaviors in the locker room, but the word "narcissist" comes to mind when I think about these two.