This morning I went to a cycling class at my gym. I hadn’t been in a while but I had taken class with this instructor before so when I walked in and didn’t recognize the woman up front, I didn’t think much of it.

A woman(we’ll call her homegirl) came in and also realized that the woman up front wasn’t the usual gal and immediately asked where she was. The instructor quickly responded that she was subbing for the other lady.

Guys I cannot begin to describe the look homegirl gave the instructor. Her disgust was palpable. It was a look that will forever be seared into my mind.

Nevertheless, she got on her bike. Another woman inquired about the original instructor and was told that it was just for today because something came up. So simple. Life happens.

The class started and the instructor made a joke about how she wasn’t going to do anything to make her sweat today since she had just paid a large amount of money for her new hair color. I literally laughed out loud because…preach gurl. #blondelife

Within minutes homegirl was up and off her bike. She snatched her bag and out the door she went.

Again, I laughed out loud. What a life. What a luxury to be able to be that bent out of shape about a different woman teaching your cycling class. I get that people prefer certain instructors to others, but are you that miserable that you would walk out of a class on this woman?? Some people.

I hope that I never become that luxurious.