So at work, there is this guy named Willis. He's a short Asian man who makes silly jokes. He's very nice and always friendly to me. Yesterday, I was labeling some books that the store bought back. Afterwards, I went to shelf them. As I was walking back and forth carrying heavy law books, Willis makes an observation.

Willis: You're going to get realllyyy buff this summer!
Me: Oh um.. I don't really want to.
Willis: When you go back to Davis, you'll impress all the guys with your muscles.
Me: heh
Willis: (raises both his arms like body builders do.... then he kisses each bicep...)
Me: :O

I disregarded the whole you're getting buff thing. Then I was talking to Milk Crate on the phone about this and he says that it's no joke. You're gonna get biceps. I was like no way! and disregarded that as well.

I was taking a shower tonight and noticed my arms... look bigger than usual... omg I am getting buff. After only 2 weeks at work. I still have at least 3 weeks to go.

I am so sad right now. :( I'm not used to this fit business.