An Indian guy that looked like he was in the process of having a heart attack used the cable pull down machine before me. Normally I’m not bothered by strong smells, but after he left the odor stayed.

Whatever, preworkout is pumping, imma get these gainz.

I foolishly grabbed the plastic rope and … my hands were actually wet. The only gains to be had here were body horror. I pulled away and they were glistening. Then the smell wafted off them and I actually staggered back. I looked like a mummy trying to keep my hands as far away from my face as possible while I walked over to the sanitizer station and emptied a few ounces of bleach onto my hands and then walked over and drenched the rope. I took that memory and repressed that bitch way down until this greentext reminded me of it.