I have always had an incredibly short temper. So much so that doctors thought I was type II bipolar (whatever that is, google it) but my family was always against medicating kids.
Fast forward to adulthood I was put on Paxil to stabilize my mood swings but that shit made me a zombie so I tossed it. Who wants to never want sex or just enjoy anything in general? That was me on Paxil.
Then I was put on Buspar which has been nice but I'm a forgetful POS and I ran out 2 days ago.
Yesterday was pretty bad as I was a rage monster, but today was worse. I felt like I could smash someone's face in just for looking at me wrong.
Well today was the wrong day for me to be in a bad mood. I got to the gym to do legs and I like to warm up and then start with squats.
Well this douche noggin is curling in the "power rack". I walk over and let him know to give me a heads up when he's done because I'd like to squat.
He glares at me.
When he's done curling he does OH press. Then sits down and plays on his goddamn phone while I manage to do 4 sets of leg press at 270.
Okay y'all, I'm pissed now. My buddy asks me why I look so pissed and I told him "I'm waiting for this asshole to get out of the power rack!" The guy hears me and rolls his eyes.
Sets up the bar on the lowest setting and he fucking used it to set up for a deadlift. Are you fucking kidding me?!
So I grab an extra bar and set up for squats. The guy is obviously giving the "wtf are you doing" face but I couldn't take it anymore.
Fun story for y'all today. She hulk needs to take a nice hot bath and calm the fuck down [emoji28][emoji28]