We Have a Problem, Houston

I genuinely try not to be too negative in real life .... too snarky.

But sometimes it's difficult to resist.

And I don't deny my semi-sarcastic nature.

This guy on the phone with his girlfriend speaking of the need for beginning a gym routine and his frustration with his bodily condition.

I couldn't help but think .... "Gee, maybe the four giant size big gulps on your desk and the oversized cannister of chocolate covered cheese balls and other assorted snacks in your man purse are a contributing factor?"

Yes, four drinks!!

He had three ..... I took a photo and sent it to a retired co-worker. He ran an errand and returned with one more.

I don't claim to be anti big gulp. I had my share in my younger days but never four at once.

I don't touch the stuff now. 

And to be fair, one of them may have been a triple chocolate, whipped cream latte spritz with extra sugar.

I also thought: "Stop wearing your little shorty shorts and thinking you're one of us when we're all wearing freezer gear and spending half our time in a minus five-degree environment."

But I guess what annoys me most is the old man sounds he makes as he comes and goes, sits and rises.

He's 30-something!!

Hell, I'm an actual old man and I don't make any of those sounds.