Don’t you hate it when the old men in the gym don’t bath, and the far soccer moms wear so much perfume that you almost puke half way through a heavy squat set.
Also Fat soccer moms at the gym, and not the one who are actually trying to lose weight but the ones that think that shooting baskets for 20 minutes is a work out.
Don’t you love it when a couple of Jackass new members of your gym don’t realize that over half the hot women in your gym are married to city cops and start vigorously hitting on almost ALL of them? 
don’t you hate it when i sleep with your mother? you do? well i think it’s pretty awesome.
Don’t you hate it when people slow down to look at an auto accident?
Don’t you hate it when you try to finish a workout with a friendly game of death ball (every man to himself dodge ball with the medicine balls) and the gym staff doesn’t approve.
[quote]thrasher wrote:
Don’t you hate it when people slow down to look at an auto accident?[/quote]
Don’t you hate it when the accident blocks your driveway and the arrogant policeman cops an attitude so you tell him stfu and file the police report for the fucking damage on MYYY goddamn property you servant of the state.
Don’t you hate it when someone is occupying the squat rack on Tuesdays at 4:45pm, which is YOUR designated squatting time (EVERYONE should know this…I mean, all the boys down at the sardine cannery know it’s when you squat, and by extrapolation everyone else should too!), and there are no 45 pounders nearby ready to chuck at the offender,
so you have to resort to tossing 35 pounders, which can still by all rights be considered death-dealing discus of decimation in the hands of a behemoth like yourself, but in sacrificing ten pounds of mass each can only “bludgeon” rather than “obliterate” the offending target.
Don’t you hate it when there is nothing to complain about regarding your gym?
[quote]duffman1244 wrote:
Don’t you hate it when you only have an hour for the gym and as you walk in you see a guy just starting his hour long calf raise workout in the only squat rack with weights no higher than the freely available barbells on the other side of the gym[/quote]
YES!!!@!!! Makes me want to come up and say " how much longer are you planning on sitting here" lol But fee like that would be somewhat mean
[quote]WormwoodTheory wrote:
don’t you hate it when i sleep with your mother? you do? well i think it’s pretty awesome.[/quote]
Doesn’t bother me. You must have slept with her with the lights off.
Don’t you hate it when you go to the gym and you start doing jumping jacks in front of the women’s cardio class and then some little kid from across the gym yells “MOMMA that man doesn’t have on any pants!!”, and then someone tells you to put some clothes on and take off that goofy snorkel and santa claus hat?
You know what really grinds my gears? When my brah is spotting me on a deep squat and he ends up checking my credit.
Tangent: don’t you hate it when you finish work at THE GYM and no-one wants to go out drinking with you? So you drink by yourself and will inevitably stumble in to town around midnight, tear shit up, and then get mocked by the rest of T-Nation for drunk posting. Though FWIW, I beat my previous Valeria time by ten minutes today!
[quote]CCCP wrote:
Don’t you hate when a man in his 60s asks you to stretch him in the middle of your reps? And then proceeds to talk about how “beautiful” his son is and how useful Vitamin D is for weight loss…for 20 minutes. Don’t you hate it when you’re not mean enough to tell him to f*ck off? [/quote]
HAHAHA!!!