The Guy at the Gym

First time I've been back to the gym today since the "incident."
The guy was polite, sure.
But he wears those jingle-jangle wrist thingys to let people know when he is behind them I guess (what a PC thing to do), and everytime I heard those bells coming up behind me, my hips started jerking weird b/c I thought he was watching my butt . . .

Needless to say, I got a good workout today running from those D* bells . . .
So, I'm not going to call them "jingle-jangle wrist thingys" any more; I will call them "butt-watcher-alerters" in the future.