You are a loser. You and your six kids came to drop off your fat wife to the gym. After she finishes her session with her personal trainer (without once taking off her chador!) your little Napoleon self comes back (your wife is taller than you). Thereupon you see this fine specimen of a man, Jon, one of the sweetest, buffest, gayest personal trainers we have.
Thereupon you throw a temper tantrum. “I thought this was a ladies-only gym!!!!! Why are there men in here!!!!”
Whereupon you sit your butt down in the waiting area and moniter your wife’s kick-boxing session for half an hour.
Whereupon the manager kicks you out because YOU are also a MAN.
Whereupon you take your wife out of the lesson, and leave in a huff.
Stupid imbecile. Stupider wife.