The Weak Minded
In the bowels of the free weight room at my gym, I noticed a huge weight lifting belt supporting a European looking man. He seemed to be walking gingerly back and forth between vigorous sets. It wasn’t the free range of motion associated with heavy lifting. I struck up a casual conversation. It soon became apparent that English wasn’t his best language on the planet. Since he knew only broken English, I asked him straightforward questions.
“Why are you wearing that big belt?” As if he were deaf, I pointed down to his belt apparatus.
He replied, “Weak back.”
“I’m sorry. When did you hurt your back?” In believing that he was hurt, I pointed to his back.
Again he said, “Week back.”
Wanting to clarify that he had been injured a week ago, I asked, “All right, tell me when you hurt it?”
“Week back.” He grunted. “Weak back.”
In a last ditch effort to salvage sense, I tried a different approach. I queried, “How long do you have to wear it?”
“Two hours, it’s week today.”
I went back to doing my sit-ups. There was too much insult to injury with this guy. Call me weak-minded but his workout sounded too damned complicated. Let somebody more caring than me figure it out.
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14 Comments:
Joe, Sometimes we just don't get it. When I was a kid I asked my mom who baptised me. She said Father Neveraskus. I asked her why she never asked him. This went on for awhile until she said. Catherine Mary his NAME is Father Never ask us. I burst into laughter. I just didn't get it.
Catherine Mary,
i heard that same story just last WEEK.
From who!
Catherine Mary,
play on words, WEEK, you know, Weak minded. That one was for your mother. We got you again.
Very funny! You did get me AGAIN. My mother will get you on Wednesday because you messed with her little girl.
You should have asked him, "Who's on first?"
Catherine Mary,
If the room starts to smell like meatballs, I'm out of there. lol.
By the way, we have to have our reading ahead of my mom because she has been known to explode a psychic's crystal ball from time to time.
Pax,
He would have started the sentence with "First and foremost," then digressed.
Pax, I'm a little hard of hearing! Did you say, "First and foremost," then got dressed?
Joe, I'll be out the door before you. I said the same thing to Gloria. Somehow we have to be read before Auntie Em.
Catherine Mary,
I'm thinking of a number between 1-10. No, that wasn't it. I'm first.
Sorry, we all get heard together. We sit around a large round table. Bring a tape recorder with you. Lisa stands in front of us for approximately 2 hours.
this must be where the term 'group rate' came from.
Next time, try the Lanuage Line...
merci,
or a different gym.
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