Axel demanded, his voice echoing through the gym. Several people looked up at him with annoyed expressions on their faces. He had interrupted their routines. He shook his head furiously at the full bin as one of the trainers jogged up to him. “These are supposed to be emptied every four hours whether they’re full or not,” Axel said to the trainer. “It hasn’t been four hours since the last time we changed them,” the trainer said as he looked at Axel confused. “It’s only eleven o’clock. I don’t need to change it until twelve. The bin’s not even half full.” “Well change it now,” Axel spit. “It looks disgusting. I don’t want this place to smell like old gym towels. I don’t want customers coming in here and seeing piles of disgusting, used towels just sitting around.” He slammed his hand onto the wall and stalked off leaving a confused employee in his wake.
