CrossFitters love talking about CrossFit. All the fucking time. Arguably more than they like doing CrossFit. Problem is, not everyone CrossFits, so you got all these non-CrossFitt’in motherfuckers ruining your perfectly good endorphin buzz.
The result? Disaster. Every goddamn time.
Loosely Based on a Somewhat True Story
Co-worker on a Friday Afternoon
Next Cube Over: Dude, let’s hit happy hour and get fucking shit-faced.
Drywall: Eh, I got something to do after work. Meet up later?
Next Cube Over: Bullshit. You already said you didn’t have any plans for the weekend. You’re going to CrossFit before you go out, aren’t you?
Drywall: Well, yeah…
Next Cube Over: Dork.
That went well.
Waitress at the Bar
Carla Tortelli: You guys on a softball team? We sponsor people for leagues.
Drywall: No, we just came from CrossFit.
Carla Tortelli: What is that? Never heard of it.
Drywall: Well, we just work out together.
Carla Tortelli: Ha, you’re funny. But seriously, what do you guys do?
I decided to pass on the broad time and modal domain explanation.
Phone Call from Mom
Mom: Hey, what are you up to?
Drywall: Not much, just got home from CrossFit…
Mom: Oh you’re still working out! That’s great. Does this help you get ready for sports?
Drywall: Well, I really don’t play sports anymore since I started CrossFit. But they have their own competitions, so I guess that’s something…
Mom: Oh really? I’d loooove to come and watch sometime!
Goddamn it.
Drinking Buddy at the Bar
Drank’in Bro: Dude this drank’in thing is awesome but I’m getting fat as shit. I gotta lose a few pounds.
Drywall: Want to try out CrossFit?
Drank’in Bro: Is that like working out?
Drywall: Yeah.
Drank’in Bro: Fuck you.
Could have gone worse.
NFL Friend
Legit Athlete: Heard you were in LA, what were you doing out there?
Drywall: You know my blog I was telling you about? I was doing some shit for the CrossFit Games.
Legit Athlete: Wait that’s a real thing? I thought you were just making shit up. People actually go watch other people work out?
Drywall: Yeah.
Legit Athlete: You went?
Drywall: Yeah.
Legit Athlete: You get paid a lot?
Drywall: No.
Legit Athlete: Douche.
Lesson learned: if you do CrossFit, just shut the fuck up. No one cares.
“Sadly, I have nothing else to talk about anymore… *sob*”
-Drywall
