Once, walking to my gym’s front doors, I heard someone behind me clear their throat.
I turned around, and it was a dude in a wheelchair. He had tiny legs but a huge neck, chest, and arms. Apparently I was walking too slow for him. But, because I can be an asshole if provoked, and he was undoubtedly challenging the ability of my fully functional, walking legs, I slowed down a bit. He started to tailgate me.
As I was signing in, the girl at the front desk said hi, and asked if I needed any help with anything today. I said that I was cool, but Hot Wheels here may need his engine checked out.
He got mad and started to rabblerabble but, because my legs work, I was able to scamper away. I realized later I was walking up the ramp.
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