Flare your lats and do a front lat spread and hiss like a cobra when they enter your territory to show dominance. They’ll back down if they are beta fuckbois or probably just bugger off because you’re a weirdo
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What exactly did he say?
For me reaching out to you unsolicited outside the gym is crossing a threshold and an amber light.
Maybe not formally complain but I definitely would let the manager be aware of the situation. Also gym should be your happy place, if this behaviour is going on as consistently as you make out its not ok
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@RampantBadger just handed you the perfect solution.
Approach guy B and tell him you didn’t appreciate the unsolicited contact and you don’t come to the gym to be social and make friends. You just want to train and be left alone. No hard feelings, just leave me alone. He gave you the hook to tell him off.
Be firm. Literally any smile an interested lonely guy will interpret as flirting. You could be there to reposses his car.
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It was a few months ago now, I don’t really remember . Something about how he was without his bro at the gym because he was too sore to come . Just innocent shit lol I used it as an opportunity to insult his friends deadlift form , but I can’t really bring it up now so much time passed
Tell them they make you hard as a diamond then ask if they want to join you in sauna after the workout… 100% chance you never see them again or 5% they rape you
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“I’ve noticed you guys following me. Do I make a convincing female? I was a bit worried about how well I’ve tucked everything away”
Problem solved.
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lol u guys are crayZEE
I do remember back when there were a bro posse of three that the third, now gone, member also DMed me on instragram. He just complimented my strength and told me not to be afraid to go over and talk to lurker 1&2. Maybe they honestly think I am just afraid to approach them and they want to try and catch my eye or some shit, IDK
HATE
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I have no advice, but I appreciated your image and wanted to share with you that I once pushed a prowler a mile while listening to “Dancing Mad” the entire time.
We need more Kefkas.
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Lmao that’s awesome
I agree with the others who have said to tell management or the employees about them, that way one of them can make sure its not just in your head or tell them to back off. I know if there was a member complaining about someone else at my gym, I would look into it myself. Also, maybe he took your response to his private message as you flirting back? No matter how disinterested you thought you came off.
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Long Story: In one of my many previous jobs I moved furniture at a hospital. I jacked up a shoulder moving a heavy piece of equipment and realized once I had rehabbed myself enough to do push-ups again that I had to get back into lifting weights to avoid injury.
So I started going to the employee gym, which was started by Dr. Bob (not his name) and was called the Bob fitness center (not the actual name). Anyway Dr Bob was in his late eighties and would come in with some assistants and shuffle from one machine to the next, just sitting to catch his breath for 5 to 10 minutes at a time until he got to the lat pull down machine. He would do one set of 10 or 12 reps with a light weight, spend another 10-15 minutes catching his breath, then start the long trek back to his car.
They say he used to be a bodybuilder and before he had his stroke he would do sets of rows with the 120 dumbbell. Not bad for an 80 something year old guy.
So I was benching and doing sets of overhead dumbbell presses working on my shoulder. Basically I would do sets up 10 reps and work up to a weight that made my shoulder really fucking hurt, then I would quit.
I liked to finish up with sets on the lat pull down machine (the only chin-up bar in the place was sketchy). Lat pull downs didn’t bother my shoulder at all, so I would do the whole stack for sets of 15 to 20 reps.
If Dr. Bob came in and shuffled over to the lat pull down before I could get to it there would be no lat pull downs that day. But if he had just walked in the door, I had at least 10 minutes to get in a few sets while he made his journey.
Dr Bob saw me using the whole stack one day and called me over to him. “hey buddy,” he would whisper, but he was deaf as a post “YES SIR!” I had to yell loud enough for the whole gym to hear. “you sure are strong” he would say, or something like that. He’s the only person I ever met who was hard of hearing that would whisper, they normally yell. But I couldn’t hear him and he couldn’t hear me. “NICE OF YOU TO SAY THAT DOC!”
“what is your name, I thought I knew all of the doctors…”
“I’M NOT A DOCTOR, I JUST MOVE FURNITURE!”
“move what?”
“FURNITURE!”
That conversation was repeated verbatim every day for the next 3 or 4 months. Somehow, even if he hadn’t seen me pick up anything that day he could remember that I was strong, but couldn’t remember that I was just a peon. I finally quit trying to workout over lunch break and started coming in after work. It wasn’t the yelling, it was not being able to use the piece of equipment I wanted. I was actually bummed out when I heard he had passed.
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A good old fashioned shart should solve this problem
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