I’m not going to go into why, but basically i’m having a pretty shitty week. Today I was angry, bitter I suppose, but putting it to good use… getting a lot of shit done actually.
Well I’m in the kitchen making a key lime pie cause i’m hungry. and my doorbell rings.
its my next door neighbor
“Hey you still liftin weights?”
“well we were havin a garage sale and I was selling some of my old plates and stuff… but i remembered that i always see you working out in the garage i figured I’d save 'em for the kid next door”
“Wow. Thanks man. I really appreciate that”
walking away “No problem come pick them up whenever you’re ready!”
reading over this again, i know that its not going to make sense to anybody. I mean its a small gesture and really im doing him a favor taking the shit off his hands. "So some old dude gives you his old junk, so what? "
I guess its just one of those things, if i have to explain it you wouldn’t understand. But I figure the ironheads here would get what it means for someone to think of your first when they think of weights.
Anyway it put a smile on my face.