I went to the Gym today before work to get my exercise for the day. I prefer working out at home, but the Machine has given up the ghost and until I get a new one I am stuck with the Gym.
I got there and 10 minutes into my workout all the power went out and alarms began to sound. I was up stairs where there are skylights, but I felt bad for the people in the changing rooms in the basement. We were all ushered to the lobby untill they figured out what was happening. Turned out there was a power surge and it was fixed quickly so we got to go back to the torture machines, Ahem I mean the treadmills.
While I was finishing up my time on the treadmill the ladies next to me started a conversation. It was all about one lady's health problems. Seemed innocent enough and they werent making any effort to be particularly quiet so I listened. Right up until the sick one started expressing her faith in angels and how she flet that she had been healed by divine intervention. At that point I had to leave the treadmill area to catch my eyes, which had somehow rolled right out of my head.