Recently I had a weird, semi-angry, totally awkward Twitter exchange with someone that left me promising I’d never make fun of anyone else on my blog except for myself.
And then I received this in the mail:
This is a letter I received from a sales guy at Gold’s gym. I went ahead and highlighted the glaring grammatical errors for easy reading.
If I indeed was supposed to be on a TRAIL for the last 30 days, then I heinously misunderstood what I was getting in to. This whole time I thought it was a trial!
Other obvious observations: It’s well, not good. You’re not your. And GONNA!? Really Reggie? Really? On a work note?!
Well if they didn’t hook me with their in-gym meatballs, they certainly aren’t going to keep me with their letter writing skills.
At least he spelled his name right…
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