It's conversations like this that make me like where I work.

My group's director - who's also my long time pal and tattoo soul-mate, Jeff - walked into my office and began:

"The great thing about having a personal trainer is that now, I really have a body"

"Must be nice, man," I replied.

"It's what happens when you work out with an evil lesbian three mornings a week."

"...I have fantasies like that," I said.

"Yeah, I bet you do," said Jeff with an evil laugh, as he walked off down the hall.