Wednesday, June 17

Dear Elderly Gentleman,

I think it's great that you exercise. I think everyone should take, at minimum, a marginal interest in their physical fitness. I don't mind that you came into the workout room while I was using it. Sure, the door was closed, but I don't see any problem with sharing the space with someone else. If we were paying to use a gym, there'd be people everywhere, right? It's even fine that you hopped onto the treadmill, which I would have been on had you entered the room 90 seconds later. I adapted, and all was well. Mostly. Here's my problem.

The treadmill is located right next to the elliptical, which I was using. It's a small room, there's no help for it. I had turned on the available fan to keep me from overheating, as I get all sweaty otherwise. It was positioned in such a way to be right in front of you, but blowing on me. Still, not a big deal. But you were coughing. A lot. And you weren't covering your mouth. Basically, whatever germs you were spewing into the air were being blown directly into my face by the fan, as if being in that small enclosed space weren't enough for me to pick up any airborne anythings. Are you sick? Do you have some sort of upper respiratory thing? Swine flu? Cause I don't want to catch it. This is Polite Behavior 101 here. You cover your mouth your you cough onto your arm or something. You don't just lower your head and hack.

Please consider this in the future when we are exercising at the same time. In all other respects, you seem to be an alright guy.

Sincerely,
Me

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