I had seen him at the gym before, the random guy in my spin class.  Other than taking the class, I had previously seen him being grumpy with staff.  Hum, maybe a guy having a bad day.  Whatever.

Well, tonight they had a substitute instructor for spin class.  She did fine.  It took a while to adjust to her style, but after a while, she taught a really nice class and provided a hard workout.  A nice job for a pinch hitter.

Walking into the locker room, I realized that random guy had the locker next to me.  Trying to be cordial and covered in sweat, I said, “Great workout tonight, huh?”

Without hesitation, random guy responded, “Actually, I don’t care for her classes.”  Now providing a hesitation to soften his approach, he continued, “So you are probably talking to the wrong guy.”

Oh yes, yes I am.  I don’t need that vibe in my life.  Thanks for the warning, I’ll take my happiness elsewhere.  Good day, sir.  Good day.