Treadmill Typewriter"

Okay, so this one time I was at the gym, right? I was doing my usual routine, minding my own business, when I spotted this guy on the treadmill. He was carrying a laptop, I kid you not. Not a tablet, not a phone, a full-blown laptop. I'm thinking, "Alright, this is new." Then, I saw him prop it up on the control panel and start typing away. Dude was in full sprint, hammering out what looked like a term paper, all while huffing and puffing like a freight train.

Now, you think it might end there, right? Nope! After a while, I noticed the guy was starting to lose his footing. I'm thinking, "Oh no, he's about to eat it." But I couldn’t just sit there and watch the impending disaster unfold, I felt like I had to warn him. So, I walk over, tap him on the shoulder, and say, "Hey, man. You might want to slow down a bit." He just looks at me, shrugs, and says, "No pain, no gain." And then he promptly trips, laptop goes flying, and he ends up in a tangled mess on the floor. I felt bad for laughing, but come on! It was a sight to behold.

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