[quote]erik-the-red wrote:
I’m not sure if my story is exactly in line with the others, but I’ve got to get it off my chest.
I was deadlifting a few months back and my shins started bleeding from scraping against the bar. I lift in a university gym, so as a matter of facility respect, I had planned on cleaning up my own mess after I was done with my sets. I had just finished a set and was taking a breather a few steps back from the bar when a guy comes up to me, removes his earbuds, and says, “What are you doing? You’re getting blood all over the bar!”
Initially, I thought the guy was hardcore and was complimenting my “hardcoreness.” Oh, no. He then began to bark orders at me as if he were a drill sergeant and I was a grunt: “You better clean that up right now, 'cuz I don’t wanna be touching your shit when I use that bar.”
Lest I be misunderstood, I’m not a child who won’t be talked to. I take orders from my parents, my bosses, my professors, and cops. I also do whatever facility staff tell me to do, even if their rules are stupid. I do not, however, take shit from guys who are in none of the aforementioned categories, so I did the only thing one can do to bring a guy like him down from his imagined pedestal: out-alpha the “alpha.”
I said, “Alright, why don’t you do me a favor and get me an alcohol wipe?” He gave me a WTF look and said, “Hell no I ain’t gonna get you a damn wipe. You can get your own.” I replied, “Alright then, well, thank you for your concern.” That did the job for me, because he became much less sure of himself afterward:
“What?! Look, you’re getting blood all over the barbell!”
“I’ll take care of it then, won’t I?”
By this point, he’s lost all his confidence. He’s even looking at his partner now for support, but his partner doesn’t say anything. The guy leaves, muttering “This is ridiculous” under his breath. Now, I’m not a guy who likes to feud with other guys. After I was done with my workout, I went up to him and spoke to him about it, telling him that I was going to take care of my mess anyway. This time, he didn’t show any aggression. In fact, he was quite amicable. We’re definitely not friends, but there’s no bad blood between us.
For reference, I’m about 5’9" and 155 pounds whereas that guy was clearly 6’0" or taller as well as thirty or more pounds heavier than me. [/quote]
THIS is how to handle conflict. Not staring the person down.