Two days, two gym stories

Just a quick aside to my front seat view to a bank robbery at the gym yesterday.  Like I mentioned, when I arrived at the gym the bank was surrounded by cops with guns drawn.  At one point I saw 6 or 7 deputies march in the front door locked and loaded.  As I bystander I assumed this was because the bank robber was still inside.

Well after reading the news story I found out this was not the case.  The robber was already out of the building by the time police arrived.  I have no idea why there was this big dramatic ordeal when someone from inside the bank could have simply told the cops the guy already got away. Weird.

So today, I am on the floor doing slow controlled push ups.  About 10 feet away from me is a woman I talk to on a regular basis doing work on the adjustable ab bench.  All of a sudden I heard the loud and unmistakable sound of a “woops” fart come from her direction.  Obviously the ab exercises she was doing caused the accident.

I made a snap decision to not pause, not look at her, not give any indication that I heard the flatulence, although I would have had to be nearly deaf to not hear it.  I figured it was the gentlemanly thing to do.  To draw attention to it would have embarrassed her I am sure.

I continued my push up set without flinching.  When I was finished I avoided what could have been embarrassing eye contact (for her) and walked to another section of the gym.  When I walked by her as I left I said goodbye,  making sure it was very quick and without a hint of a smirk on my lips.