We decided to go to the North Market today. We stopped off at the ATM in Giant Eagle (grocery store) to get some cash. We were second in line. I thought that would mean that we would be in and out quickly. I did notice that the manager or assistant manager of Giant Eagle was helping a person with a mullet haircut at the ATM. Apparently, this fellow was illiterate. He was not only illiterate but he could not understand that you had to take money out in increments of $20. He wanted to take out $10 and said that his account should have at least $10 in it. Of course, this was not his bank so he would also have to pay a $2 service charge. He could not understand why $22 could not be debited from his bank account that held $10. The manager person (Brian says he is a bag boy, I think he was too nice to be a bag boy, whatever…). Anyway, this illiterate person just stands there at the ATM trying to argue at the bag boy/manager trying to understand this situation using what minuscule amount of logical capabilities he had. As we were leaving, I commented about the person and Brian said that the illiterate person was mentally challenged. I really just think the person took many drugs and his brain is fried…
After that lovely experience, we went to the bus stop to take a trip to the North Market. Some weird person randomly says, “Sure is a long wait, isn’t it?” to us. We ignore him, as he is a random weird Ohioan that we have no social or intellectual interest in. I spot a weird woman go out of her way to pick up a penny on the sidewalk. The bus finally comes and we head down High St.
We arrive in the Arena District at the North Market and all of the local farmers have set up little tents outside of the building. We looked around and it seems as though the 30+ farmers only grow corn and tomatoes. Great. We did not buy any of it as we already had locally grown tomatoes at home and the corn did not look so hot. The place was filled with stupid Ohioans and we had to wait for them to move since they seemed to enjoy just standing in the middle of walkways. We got inside the building and walked around looking at everything. We noticed that they had a disproportionately large sections of meat compared with everything else. We stopped to look at the cheese shop, the Vietnamese shop, and various other little shops. We ate a lemon fraiche from Jeni’s Ice Cream. After a while, we decided to leave. I always seem to want to remember the North Market as being better than it really is.
Then we walked north on High St. to where the Happy Greek is located and caught a bus going north. We got on the bus and saw three vacant seats. Then we noticed that they had tape over them. I could not tell why at first but I later figured out that someone poo-pooed on the seat. Great. Finally were able to move to the back of the bus to sit in poo-free seats. Yay. Of course, this was after being thrown about the bus by the driver who liked to drive double the speed limit, cut off cars, and tail them. I asked Brian if this was supposed to be the *New Express #2 Bus*. He laughed because I am very funny. We then arrived home safely and still in time to workout at 2 PM.
We went to the gym and I started out on the elliptical trainer watching some inane news program on TV. I had the remote on the elliptical with me. Then, some girl walked in and bothered me while I was working out. She asked if it was possible to watch tennis. Then she channel surfs to find tennis announcing each channel, as “that’s not tennis” and making me annoyed. I jumped off the elliptical trainer to get away from her and went to start on the weight workout. Two of her little friends came in, they started yelling across the workout room, and then they did 3 minutes of cardio and then worked out with 5 lb. weights. Why bother? Then one of the friends took the workout cleaner so I waited for her to return with it. She came back and attempted to start a conversation with me. Annoying… I avoided it and took the bottle from her. Why would I want to talk to her? Creepy. As I was doing my weight workout, I could see out of the corner of my eye that tennis TV girl was just lying on a mat watching TV. Go home; this is a gym, not a living room. She reminded me of the fat guy who was laying on a mat watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer while his girlfriend and her friend attempted to manage a shoddy workout. Of course, those same idiots brought a large dog into the workout room and attached it to the leg extension machine. Great. Fortunately, I turned them in and they had to leave the workout room. Funny, I have not seen them in there since…
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