“Wiped”, mildly retarded

Another 300 workout in the books today.  Instead of push ups, I came up with holding myself in push up position with arms slightly bent for 90 seconds.  I still used slightly less weight for the clean and press, 30 lbs instead of 35.   I was able to do floor wipers once again, yay.  They didn’t magically get any easier but I managed to grind out 40 of them.

After the gym I stopped at Office Max to pick up some labels that you print on laser printers.  As I walked in the front door I am greeted by a woman standing guard like a police officer.  Corporate people are dumb.  Customers don’t like being accosted the second they go in the door.  If I want help, I’ll ask.    Anyway, the woman spits out her line “Welcome to Office Max.  What can I help you find today?”  I was still breathing heavy from the 300 plus I was rushing to get back to the office.  I’m not sure if it was those factors, being unexpectedly greeted by the Office Max gestapo or just my normal brain misfiring, but I was drawing a blank on how to explain what I was looking for.  After a pause I spit out something like “I need laser labels” after a look of confusion on the woman’s face I continue sputtering “um you know the type of labels you peel off and stick on envelopes that you print on a laser” I think I mushed a few of the words along the way.  The woman points me off in a direction.  It was not a good interaction.  As I walked over to the aisle, which I could have easily found myself without her direction, I cursed myself for once again sounding like an idiot, not being able to put a simple sentence from mind to mouth.  It’s so aggravating.