Mrs. C told me the other day that she was her local health club a week or so back when she once again saw Chester the (Potential) Molester doing his usual half-assed job at working out, his little knit cap perched on his head all the while.
in another part of the health club well out of Chester's earshot, Mrs. C
and her husband were discussing whether or not Chester EVER takes off
that stupid hat.
"No, he doesn't," one of the health-club employees reportedly said.
three of them then entered into a discussion about Chester and just how
unbelievably creepy he is. During this, the health club employee
mentioned that he knows for a fact that Chester has memberships at EVERY
health club in town and goes to them specifically so he can girl-watch,
only attempting a cursory workout for himself so he'll at least have an
excuse to hang around. (Granted, there are only, like, three other
health-clubs in town, but memberships to those places tend toward the
And so the list of people who cannot stand the sight of that man continues to grow.