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I’M 27. ON MY CARD €520. THEY CALL ME AND SAY: “TOMORROW WE’RE PASSING THE CASE TO A DEBT COLLECTION AGENCY.” AND ALL OF THIS — BECAUSE OF THE GYM 👇 Hi. My name is Jack Gallagher, I’m 27. I’m from Ireland, I live in Dublin. My life hasn’t always gone smoothly. With my parents we had constant conflicts. We often argued about money, about work, and about the fact that I “don’t plan anything serious”. At some point I simply packed my things and left. I rented a small studio on the outskirts of Dublin. I started living on my own. I found a job in a warehouse not far from Dublin Airport. A warehouse of an online shop. The job wasn’t in my profession, but it was stable. And so the fifth year already began. Work — shifts. Loading. Scanner. Pallets. After work I usually went home. Sometimes I stopped by Tesco or Dunnes Stores to buy something to eat. In the evening — computer. Sometimes games. Sometimes Netflix. That’s how I lived. Without big plans. Just day by day. During that period I got a girlfriend. We met through Tinder. Somehow we quickly found common ground. I tried my best. I was attentive. I supported her where I could. Over time we decided to move in together. She also worked in a warehouse, but on a different shift. It seemed — everything was serious. At first everything was fine. But at the end of every month the same problem started. Money. Dublin is a very expensive city. Especially rent. She really wanted to live closer to the centre. Eventually we found a flat. A small two-room place. Rent — €1,850 per month. Plus utilities — around €200. And also a deposit — almost €1,850. When we saw that amount — it became a bit scary. But we split everything in half. We moved. We lived like that for about two months. And one day she said: — Let’s start going to the gym. I agreed. Why not. We signed up at FlyeFit near the house. When we came to sign up, they offered us a contract. 12 months commitment. I didn’t really l
