I never even watch the Oscars, so obviously I’m not wasting any time on the inauguration. But of course it’s on every screen at the gym, so it’s hard to avoid. I kept my eyes on my Kindle but there was a couple on treadmills right behind me, and the woman kept chattering loudly and annoyingly about how horrible Obama was, and how nasty the immigrants are, and how much she loved Reagan, and how she adores Trump. I’m not sure what the value is of a workout that allows you to talk this much and this loudly but people are weird.
What was especially funny is that her companion – a man in his fifties in the tiniest shorts I have seen on anybody past the age of 4 – was checking me out so insistently that he kept losing the thread of the woman’s argument and had to repeat helplessly time and again, “Ah? What? I’m sorry, what were you saying?”
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