Dear Smartass at the Gym,


Dear Smartass at the Gym,

Was it your idea to put a METRIC scale in the locker room today? I step on the scale, start fiddling with the weights, and then realize I have no clue why it looks like I lost 100 pounds in a day.

I get it. The rest of the world. They're hip to the Metric system. They'll buy a kilo or two of ground beef at the store, they'll run a couple of kilometers on the treadmill.

I haven't taken a math class in nearly seven years. And even then, I gave up on that class because I got accepted into college and didn't need the math class. (My teacher LOVED me when I asked "What do I need to do just to pass?) So now, I have no clue how to mentally do the conversion, and I don't just happen to carry a conversion table in my gym bag.

Switch it back to the regular scale damn it. And stop trying to conform to the rest of the world!

And I'm going to go celebrate weighing 78 kilograms.