March 18 Journal Entry (bad, bad, bad mood day)

So today I really don't feel like writing, im sore all over, that's what it takes to be a bodybuilder, so no pain no gain. Today at work some dude asked me to spot him while he deadlifted... who in the bluest of blue hells does that? I mean, if yo can deadlift 300 pounds then do it, if you cant then don't. So here I am Squatting like a bitch trying to get this guy to deadlift about 350 pounds, which he couldn't do, so I recimmended him to low the weight down a bit so he could do it more effectively, he didn't... So I'm here squatting like a bitch doing most of the force myself since mama's boy couldn't lift a peanut even if he wanted to and this guy starts preaching to me about a diet he's doing, he eats carbs right before and right after the gym whcih is pretty awesome, the thing is he is on his cutting phase supposedly and he told me he took EFA's three times a day which is pretty stupid if you're not bulking, so he comes and talks to me about how he distributes his proteins, which he doesn't do very effectively, fuck it, this guy is not going to hit the stage big time even if God himself spotted him.

So I keep doing my routinely lap around the gym to see if any hot head is throwing the weights to hard or whatever and this Nacho Libre kinda looking guy is throwing the weights down on the floor real hard like he's a mean body builder, uh - uh! Not in my house! you don't throw the weights here beeyotch! So I come up to him and ask him nicely if he could put the 40 lbs dumbbells on the floor a little more nicely, I mean that's baby weight, my infant godson can lift 40 lbs. for chest, it's stupid. So he tells me to fuck off, seems he didn't see the big TRAINER on my shirt so I told him his membership was going to be canceled if he continued behaving like that, the dude didn't give a fuck, thought he was tough so I cancelled his membership like a boss, that's how you do it brah!