I'll never forget today, let me tell ya. Today was not only the scariest day of my life, but it's a day that I'll remember as the day that I paid for the most expensive smoothie of all time. I walked into the L.A. Fitness of Wellington this afternoon, only to purchase a smoothie at their smoothie counter. I couldn't find anyone working behind the counter, so I rang the bell for service.
The door behind the smoothie counter then swung open so fast, as if a hurricane blew it open. Out came a six-foot, seven-inch, 280-pound man built of pure muscle! He slowly walked toward the counter in a very creepy way. He was every bit as intimidating as you could imagine.... he wasn't even wearing a shirt! He stood in front of me, shirtless, muscles bulging out everywhere.
"CAN I HELP YOU?!", he screamed in front of my face.
After being scared and stuttering for about ten seconds, I finally told him that I wanted to get a smoothie. He turned around and started making it. "Do you want a collector's cup?", he asked, now seeming a little more calm. "Sure, why not?", I responded. After about 10 to 15 minutes of waiting for him to finish my smoothie, he put it in the smoothie cup and slammed it on the counter.
"That'll be $22.50", he said with a smile. Anticipating laughter from the guy because I assumed the price was a joke, I stood there confused. He then repeated the price, this time more stern. "Are you kidding me?", I said. His smile then faded as his teeth clenched and he began to turn red. He closed his eyes really tight and said "does it look like I'm kidding?!", while now huffing and puffing. As I was looking at this so-called "collector's cup", I couldn't help but notice it was a hologram-picture himself. Underneath his picture read "Keith Friberg". As you rotated the cup around to the other side, the hologram changed to a picture of Warren Moon passing a football, and as you proceeded to turn the cup, Keith Friberg was there catching the ball on the other side of it.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be so much money," I said, as I slid the smoothie back toward his direction. He now opened his eyes and had the nastiest looking expression on his face I had ever seen. I apologized again, and started heading toward the restrooms.
The next thing I heard was a loud "SLAM!" coming from his direction, as I turned around to see that he had slammed the smoothie cup on the ground. He then looked up and me and gave me a nasty, sinister grin. I just proceeded into the bathroom thinking that guy has some serious issues.
I sat down on the toilet for about thirty seconds, before I heard a loud pounding on the door. The pounding was so loud, I thought the door was going to break! "Toilet is occupied!", I said. The pounding continued, so I said louder "I SAID THE TOILET IS OCCUPIED!" The incredibly loud pounding came to a sudden stop. "Let me in!", I heard a man say on the other side. "I'm going to the bathroom, just wait a minute!"
"OPEN THIS DOOR!", I now heard the man scream, in such a scary, evil voice. The sound of his voice sent such a chill down my spine! Another huge knock at the door! Another! I couldn't believe my eyes when I finally saw half of the head-end of an axe plow through the door! "HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!", I thought, scared out of my mind! The man again nailed the axe against the door, breaking open another spot! I now started screaming for help. I then could hear the man on the other side of the door laughing hysterically, as he continuously chopped at the door! Finally, after the man chopped a huge hole right in the center of the door, he stuck his face in!
"HEEEEEEEEEEEERE'S FRIBERG!" Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! It was Keith Friberg, the man behind the smoothie counter! He then stuck his arm in, attempting to unlock the door. I did the only thing I could think of, which was wipe my dirty toilet paper on his hand! He quickly pulled his arm away and started screaming. He once again started chopping away at the door, screaming the entire time. I was so scared for my life, I didn't know what to do, as I sat helplessly on the toilet.
"FREEZE!", I heard as the chopping stopped. Thank God! The cops were there! I heard them outside the door place Keith under arrest. I quickly wiped my behind and got off the toilet. I opened what was left of the door only to find about seven or eight cops having Keith in handcuffs.
"You think these cuffs are gonna hold ME?!", he screamed, as the cops were pulling him away from the door. It took all eight of the cops to finally put him in the cop car. One cop then came up to me to interview what had happened. They took pictures of the scene, and made me make a written statement. The only thing they could arrest Keith for was battery they told me, so basically he'd be coming right back out of jail.
It's amazing what I had to go through simply because I wouldn't pay for a $22 smoothie. What a ripoff!
Today I witnessed perhaps the worst domestic violence I will ever see in my life. I decided to stop and grab a smoothie at Keith Friberg's "Nrgize Cafe" this afternoon. As I approached the counter, a saw a pretty Brazilian lady behind it at the cash register.
"How can I help you?", she said, being very nice and attentitive. I said "that's a lovely accent you have. You must be Brazilian." She told me that she was indeed from Brazil, and told me her name was "Polly Anna." She made my smoothie quickly and started to ring it up.
"That's $12.75 please", she said. Just then, the door to the back room behind the smoothie counter swung open and slammed against the wall. The 6-foot, 8-inch monster of a man known only as Keith Friberg came walking out with the most angry face I've ever seen on a man! He had veins bulging out from his neck all the way down to his arms.
His face was devil-red and sweat beads were dripping down his face. Poor Polly Anna stared straight up at Keith, looking scared out of her mind. Keith walked up to her and stood over her, giving her a glaring stare.
"HOW MUCH DID YOU CHARGE THAT MAN?!", he screamed. He screamed so loud the entire gym was now staring at him. Polly Anna stuttered a couple of times before she could finally say "$12.75". Keith then started breathing really heavy, and started pulling at his hair. "HOW MANY TIMES DID I TELL YOU THAT THE SMOOTHIES HAVE GONE UP?!", he screamed. Polly Anna started immediately crying hysterically. She got down on her knees and started screaming "I'm sorry!" over and over back at Keith.
Keith then walked over to me and said "You owe me 10 more bucks for that smoothie! My dumb wife here doesn't know what she's doing!" Poor Polly Anna then started saying "Keith, take it out of my pay, please! Take the 10 bucks out of my pay!"
"SHUT UP!!!", Keith screamed right in her face! That startled Polly Anna so much, she began to cry hysterically again. "I SAID SHUT UP!", Keith screamed, as he then slapped her right across her face!
I could not believe what I was witnessing! How could he treat his wife like this?! Keith then grabbed his wife by the hair with both hands and stood her right up to her feet. He then said "You know what? I WILL take my ten bucks out of YOU!" He then gave her yet another open-palm slap right across her face again, sending her sprawling to the floor. "GET UP! GET UP NOW!", Keith screamed.
I could not take this any longer. I had to say something. "That's enough Keith!", I yelled. "Leave her alone!" Keith then slowly turned around and looked at me. "WHAT DID YOU SAY, LITTLE MAN?!", he screamed. "Listen, I don't want any trouble. Just leave her alone", I said. Before I could even blink, Keith leaped over the counter like a ninja and grabbed a hold of me, throwing me like a dirty rag back across his smoothie counter. Before I could even get up, Keith lifted me to my feet and then ripped my shirt clean off my back.
"SMACK!", I felt the hardest smack across my chest I've ever felt before in my life! Immediately after, for some reason the entire gym said "Wooooo!" in unison. Keith then gave me another vicious knife-edge chop across my chest, this time even harder! "Woooooo!", I heard everyone in the gym yell again. Keith slapped my chest again. Again. Again! Each time harder than the last. After every individual chop across my bare chest, the entire gym said "Woooooo!" in unison. I didn't quite understand that.
By this time, my chest was so red, it looked like I had laid prone on top of a heated stove! Keith's wife then jumped up and grabbed Keith's hand before he could slap me again across my chest. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!", she screamed.
Keith then turned toward Polly Anna. "Oh, let me guess! You're cheating on me with HIM, too?! HUH?!", Keith screamed. "HOW MANY GUYS ARE YOU GOING TO BANG IN THIS GYM BEFORE I THROW YOU OFF MY BALCONY?!", Keith screamed. Keith then pulled her hair back so far, her neck was kinked looking straight up. "ANSWER ME! YOU WANNA GET THROWN OFF THE BALCONY?!", he yelled.
His wife begged and pleaded with him not to do anything else to her. Keith just stood there, pulling her hair back, clenching his fist. I was scared out of my mind. I didn't know where the heck my shirt was, but I didn't care. I leaped over the counter, grabbed my smoothie, and headed for the exit as quick as I could.
Just as I was heading to my car, a loud crash happened directly behind me! The front glass doors to the gym were now all broken, as I couldn't help but notice Keith's wife Polly Anna lay on top of all the broken glass, her head and face now bleeding. "My God!", I thought. I can't believe Keith had just thrown his wife head-first through a window!
Keith then followed right behind her, walking through all the broken glass. "CLEAN IT UP!", he yelled. "YOU DID ALL THIS! NOT ME!" I was now running as fast as I could to my car. I quickly got in my car and peeled out right in the gym parking lot. As I was trying to fly past Keith, he somehow managed to punch right through my back window!
I went from zero to sixty in about one second after that. I have never been so scared in my entire life. My chest was still stinging me. It was difficult to breathe. I literally could not believe what I had witnessed back there at Nrgize Cafe. Never would I have even imagined any of this to ever occur.
I'll never go back to Keith Friberg's smoothie counter again. Not only was he ridiculously expensive, but I had to watch him beat up his wife, plus I got by a$$ kicked.
Keith Friberg Reviews
I'll never forget today, let me tell ya. Today was not only the scariest day of my life, but it's a day that I'll remember as the day that I paid for the most expensive smoothie of all time. I walked into the L.A. Fitness of Wellington this afternoon, only to purchase a smoothie at their smoothie counter. I couldn't find anyone working behind the counter, so I rang the bell for service.
The door behind the smoothie counter then swung open so fast, as if a hurricane blew it open. Out came a six-foot, seven-inch, 280-pound man built of pure muscle! He slowly walked toward the counter in a very creepy way. He was every bit as intimidating as you could imagine.... he wasn't even wearing a shirt! He stood in front of me, shirtless, muscles bulging out everywhere.
"CAN I HELP YOU?!", he screamed in front of my face.
After being scared and stuttering for about ten seconds, I finally told him that I wanted to get a smoothie. He turned around and started making it. "Do you want a collector's cup?", he asked, now seeming a little more calm. "Sure, why not?", I responded. After about 10 to 15 minutes of waiting for him to finish my smoothie, he put it in the smoothie cup and slammed it on the counter.
"That'll be $22.50", he said with a smile. Anticipating laughter from the guy because I assumed the price was a joke, I stood there confused. He then repeated the price, this time more stern. "Are you kidding me?", I said. His smile then faded as his teeth clenched and he began to turn red. He closed his eyes really tight and said "does it look like I'm kidding?!", while now huffing and puffing. As I was looking at this so-called "collector's cup", I couldn't help but notice it was a hologram-picture himself. Underneath his picture read "Keith Friberg". As you rotated the cup around to the other side, the hologram changed to a picture of Warren Moon passing a football, and as you proceeded to turn the cup, Keith Friberg was there catching the ball on the other side of it.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be so much money," I said, as I slid the smoothie back toward his direction. He now opened his eyes and had the nastiest looking expression on his face I had ever seen. I apologized again, and started heading toward the restrooms.
The next thing I heard was a loud "SLAM!" coming from his direction, as I turned around to see that he had slammed the smoothie cup on the ground. He then looked up and me and gave me a nasty, sinister grin. I just proceeded into the bathroom thinking that guy has some serious issues.
I sat down on the toilet for about thirty seconds, before I heard a loud pounding on the door. The pounding was so loud, I thought the door was going to break! "Toilet is occupied!", I said. The pounding continued, so I said louder "I SAID THE TOILET IS OCCUPIED!" The incredibly loud pounding came to a sudden stop. "Let me in!", I heard a man say on the other side. "I'm going to the bathroom, just wait a minute!"
"OPEN THIS DOOR!", I now heard the man scream, in such a scary, evil voice. The sound of his voice sent such a chill down my spine! Another huge knock at the door! Another! I couldn't believe my eyes when I finally saw half of the head-end of an axe plow through the door! "HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!", I thought, scared out of my mind! The man again nailed the axe against the door, breaking open another spot! I now started screaming for help. I then could hear the man on the other side of the door laughing hysterically, as he continuously chopped at the door! Finally, after the man chopped a huge hole right in the center of the door, he stuck his face in!
"HEEEEEEEEEEEERE'S FRIBERG!" Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! It was Keith Friberg, the man behind the smoothie counter! He then stuck his arm in, attempting to unlock the door. I did the only thing I could think of, which was wipe my dirty toilet paper on his hand! He quickly pulled his arm away and started screaming. He once again started chopping away at the door, screaming the entire time. I was so scared for my life, I didn't know what to do, as I sat helplessly on the toilet.
"FREEZE!", I heard as the chopping stopped. Thank God! The cops were there! I heard them outside the door place Keith under arrest. I quickly wiped my behind and got off the toilet. I opened what was left of the door only to find about seven or eight cops having Keith in handcuffs.
"You think these cuffs are gonna hold ME?!", he screamed, as the cops were pulling him away from the door. It took all eight of the cops to finally put him in the cop car. One cop then came up to me to interview what had happened. They took pictures of the scene, and made me make a written statement. The only thing they could arrest Keith for was battery they told me, so basically he'd be coming right back out of jail.
It's amazing what I had to go through simply because I wouldn't pay for a $22 smoothie. What a ripoff!
Today I witnessed perhaps the worst domestic violence I will ever see in my life. I decided to stop and grab a smoothie at Keith Friberg's "Nrgize Cafe" this afternoon. As I approached the counter, a saw a pretty Brazilian lady behind it at the cash register.
"How can I help you?", she said, being very nice and attentitive. I said "that's a lovely accent you have. You must be Brazilian." She told me that she was indeed from Brazil, and told me her name was "Polly Anna." She made my smoothie quickly and started to ring it up.
"That's $12.75 please", she said. Just then, the door to the back room behind the smoothie counter swung open and slammed against the wall. The 6-foot, 8-inch monster of a man known only as Keith Friberg came walking out with the most angry face I've ever seen on a man! He had veins bulging out from his neck all the way down to his arms.
His face was devil-red and sweat beads were dripping down his face. Poor Polly Anna stared straight up at Keith, looking scared out of her mind. Keith walked up to her and stood over her, giving her a glaring stare.
"HOW MUCH DID YOU CHARGE THAT MAN?!", he screamed. He screamed so loud the entire gym was now staring at him. Polly Anna stuttered a couple of times before she could finally say "$12.75". Keith then started breathing really heavy, and started pulling at his hair. "HOW MANY TIMES DID I TELL YOU THAT THE SMOOTHIES HAVE GONE UP?!", he screamed. Polly Anna started immediately crying hysterically. She got down on her knees and started screaming "I'm sorry!" over and over back at Keith.
Keith then walked over to me and said "You owe me 10 more bucks for that smoothie! My dumb wife here doesn't know what she's doing!" Poor Polly Anna then started saying "Keith, take it out of my pay, please! Take the 10 bucks out of my pay!"
"SHUT UP!!!", Keith screamed right in her face! That startled Polly Anna so much, she began to cry hysterically again. "I SAID SHUT UP!", Keith screamed, as he then slapped her right across her face!
I could not believe what I was witnessing! How could he treat his wife like this?! Keith then grabbed his wife by the hair with both hands and stood her right up to her feet. He then said "You know what? I WILL take my ten bucks out of YOU!" He then gave her yet another open-palm slap right across her face again, sending her sprawling to the floor. "GET UP! GET UP NOW!", Keith screamed.
I could not take this any longer. I had to say something. "That's enough Keith!", I yelled. "Leave her alone!" Keith then slowly turned around and looked at me. "WHAT DID YOU SAY, LITTLE MAN?!", he screamed. "Listen, I don't want any trouble. Just leave her alone", I said. Before I could even blink, Keith leaped over the counter like a ninja and grabbed a hold of me, throwing me like a dirty rag back across his smoothie counter. Before I could even get up, Keith lifted me to my feet and then ripped my shirt clean off my back.
"SMACK!", I felt the hardest smack across my chest I've ever felt before in my life! Immediately after, for some reason the entire gym said "Wooooo!" in unison. Keith then gave me another vicious knife-edge chop across my chest, this time even harder! "Woooooo!", I heard everyone in the gym yell again. Keith slapped my chest again. Again. Again! Each time harder than the last. After every individual chop across my bare chest, the entire gym said "Woooooo!" in unison. I didn't quite understand that.
By this time, my chest was so red, it looked like I had laid prone on top of a heated stove! Keith's wife then jumped up and grabbed Keith's hand before he could slap me again across my chest. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!", she screamed.
Keith then turned toward Polly Anna. "Oh, let me guess! You're cheating on me with HIM, too?! HUH?!", Keith screamed. "HOW MANY GUYS ARE YOU GOING TO BANG IN THIS GYM BEFORE I THROW YOU OFF MY BALCONY?!", Keith screamed. Keith then pulled her hair back so far, her neck was kinked looking straight up. "ANSWER ME! YOU WANNA GET THROWN OFF THE BALCONY?!", he yelled.
His wife begged and pleaded with him not to do anything else to her. Keith just stood there, pulling her hair back, clenching his fist. I was scared out of my mind. I didn't know where the heck my shirt was, but I didn't care. I leaped over the counter, grabbed my smoothie, and headed for the exit as quick as I could.
Just as I was heading to my car, a loud crash happened directly behind me! The front glass doors to the gym were now all broken, as I couldn't help but notice Keith's wife Polly Anna lay on top of all the broken glass, her head and face now bleeding. "My God!", I thought. I can't believe Keith had just thrown his wife head-first through a window!
Keith then followed right behind her, walking through all the broken glass. "CLEAN IT UP!", he yelled. "YOU DID ALL THIS! NOT ME!" I was now running as fast as I could to my car. I quickly got in my car and peeled out right in the gym parking lot. As I was trying to fly past Keith, he somehow managed to punch right through my back window!
I went from zero to sixty in about one second after that. I have never been so scared in my entire life. My chest was still stinging me. It was difficult to breathe. I literally could not believe what I had witnessed back there at Nrgize Cafe. Never would I have even imagined any of this to ever occur.
I'll never go back to Keith Friberg's smoothie counter again. Not only was he ridiculously expensive, but I had to watch him beat up his wife, plus I got by a$$ kicked.