‘M’s Groupies
The number of
post-rehab patients and fitness clients in ‘M’s 5:30pm time slot at
physical therapy has grown. The other day there were five or six women, including myself, standing at the counter at the same time looking at our charts and waiting for ‘M’ to give us another exercise.
I stood drinking water and watching ‘M’ trying to multi-task, as we all needed him at the same moment. He looked a bit frazzled and was running around like a chicken with his head cut off.
“Look at us all waiting around for
‘M’ as if he was a rock star and we were his groupies.” Mary another post-rehab patient remarked.
It was true; we looked like a bunch of women waiting at the backstage door of a rock concert for a glimpse of the rock star!
“Oh please ‘M’ give us something new to do that will hurt us!” Mary continued.
“That just sounded so wrong.” ‘J’ said.
I laughed.
In my mind ‘M’s groupies jumped up and down waving their arms in the air yelling “‘M’! Pick Me!”
Just then ‘M’ finished an abs exercise with a fitness client that involved throwing a medicine ball and started assigning painful exercises to us groupies.
“We’re just talking about you behind your back.” Mary told ‘M’.
“Oh really?”
“Not me.” I said. “I just write about you on the Internet.”
“You do?” ‘M’ looked shocked.
“Yeah.”
I’m not sure he believed me.
“What do you write?”
“That you’re the
Devil.”
“Angel! I’m an Angel. I’m here to help you.” ‘M’ grinned.
“Oh, you’re an Angel huh. I’ll make a note of that.”
I picked up a pen and wrote, “‘M’ is an Angel” on the post-it note on my chart.
“Go do single leg press.” ‘M’ commanded.
“Ugh. Alright.”
Punishment. That’s what this was… punishment for telling ‘M’ that I write about him being the Devil on the Internet.
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“Oh please ‘M’ give us something new to do that will hurt us!”
oooh yeah! hahaha...
OK I just saw his picture by clicking on the blue "M" and damn... he can hurt me anytime and I wouldn't even complain... oops.. did I just say that out loud? JUST KIDDING HONEY... if you're reading this.. totally just kidding...
*cough *cough
I need to go to physical therapy tomorrow ,,ya I am going to ummm slip today,, he can tell what to move and where,,ummmm:) hehehe,
hmmm... we'd all like to believe there's something angelic in us... we just have to convince ourselves by telling others that we are.
LOL.
He has medicine balls.
Norma, I'm going to tell 'M' that you want him to hurt you! :P
Woof Woof, You can come to physical therapy with me anytime you want... I'd love the company. :)
Chingpea I agree! You're an Angel, I'm an Angel, we're all Angels! That's my story and I'm sticking to it! :)
NL, Yes, he has medicine balls! :P