There are only a few things places where you will see me get defensive and territorial.
1) My Family
2) My Home
3) My Spot in Jazzercise
(I’m sure there are more but I’m mad right now)
I am not alone and any of these - even #3. How do you think I got this way? With that bit of background out there for you, I release the following rant.
You will not win. I will work out 6 inches from you and never miss a beat. I am at that class and in that spot almost every day so I have no idea why you think I should move for you. So what if you normally come to the afternoon class and that’s where you stand?? This is the freaking 9:30 am class and you need to back off!
I am very familiar with your kind. You think I’ll just move. You think I won’t run you over. You think I won’t kick you. You’re wrong, Sweet Meat. If you so unwisely choose to stand directly in my path again, we will collide. Being that I am much, much younger and much more fit than you, I’m quite sure I won’t be the one breaking a hip when all is said and done.
You’ve messed with the wrong crazy lady this time but I think you know that. Or maybe you had another reason for leaving class early today after I almost chasse’d over your ass??
Signed,
Oh, You know who I am Dammit!!
Oh my GOD! She did this to me on Saturday morning. There I was, in my usual spot, and she stepped right into my space. And I was there first! Ok, maybe she’s used to being there on Saturday mornings, but I am too. I almost always make that class. Grrrr. She’s like a truck driver that one. You’re better than I am tho, Momma K. You didn’t move. I did. Ever so slightly to the right. This has begun to happen to me during the week, too. Uh huh. By a friend no less. She’s ON TOP of me these days. And for her I will not move. One of these days, when we turn to face the wall, I’m going to bop her in the butt. Maybe then she’ll get the message! S. xo