As he walked out of the gym, he noticed the work out clothing that the gym rents out to those who would rather not have to deal with laundering their own gross, stinky, sweat-saturated clothes. Being a consistant work out nut, the management was familiar with Terry. He told them of his plight & asked if they would be willing to let him borrow a shirt for the day with the promise of returning it in the morning. They comically agreed. One gal said that there was one shirt from the older batches that she saw just the other day. She said that on those shirts, they were all marked across the front to let every one know that they were the property of the gym. She thought it would be hilarious if he ended up with that one. She handed him a batch of shirts to go try on. Well, guess what Terry found? And it was the one that fit him the best!!
He walked out of the dressing room & the people at the counter cheered!! Imagine all the jokes & laughs Terry had to put up with for the rest of the day! He told the story countless times throughout the day & was not overly excited when I insisted on taking pictures of him as soon as he got home.
Love ya Ter!
4 comments:
Ah...that pain of being married to a blogger. Gotta love it!
And...that story was definitely worth hearing twice!
Love the shirt I want one there cool..
Trishelle can do the same with her Tongue
Ha ha, that is SOOO Terry! Love ya bro!
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