Moons at the gym pool have some privilege (a little story/rant) Some of my colleagues and I go to the gym every lunch break, so we only have 30 to 45 minutes of daily workout, and we really want to use them. A few days ago, I joined one of these colleagues at the gym's swimming pool, and it was already quite crowded. People were circling in the swimming lanes, and we tried to pick the lanes that corresponded best to our own swimming speeds. There was an aging female hamplanet paddling in the middle lane, but she had literal hand paddles and was quite fast with them, so I thought that it should probably work out (heh, pun not intended). I had completed ONE lap and went over to the other side of the lane in order to start the second, when she almost bumped into me and told me that "we're swimming in half-lanes". I said, yeah, I know, that's why I was going over to the other side, and she replied that I obviously wasn't because I got in her way. I said that she had been too close to the "oncoming traffic", which is why SHE got into my way. She started to argue with me. My colleague came up to us and asked what was wrong, I tried to explain, and the fatsack behind us tried to argue over my words. Because I got pretty shitty news from the doctor a few days ago and was still emotional, I broke out in tears over the stupid fucking argument. The fat shit rolled her eyes, grunted loudly and just swam away in all her superiority. Guess where, yeah, in the fucking middle of the lane, with her fucking fat, bulbous back bobbing out of the water like a buoy. Fuck the other swimmers in that lane, right? Workout was ruined by a fat fuck who needs to block an entire lane right in the middle of the day at a gym very popular with lunch-break-gym-goers, but my small consolation is that I may have lost one workout while she'll still be a horrendous fatsack tomorrow.