Last week at the gym a personal trainer and her rotund client started working out near me. The woman was about 50 pounds overweight, but at least she’s at the gym trying to work it out, right? I mean it’s not like she’s eating a bucket of fries.
Anyway, I couldn’t help but overhear the woman in conversation with her trainer. She said, “I hate to tell you this… but I’m very high maintenance.” A rather big woman saying she’s high maintenance is like a black man saying he likes small, flat asses. It just doesn’t make any sense.