I`m in the middle of my back workout and in walks this clown. He is on his cell phone and a monster gym bag over his shoulder, giving the "nod" to those he knows. He is wearing a huge sweat shirt and polyester track and field sweat pants.
He says to whoever can hear him, "yeah, time to hit the bi`s". After a couple of sets he goes into the locker room and now he is in a t-shirt ( tank visably underneath to appear bigger). After a couple more sets he again heads to the locker room, this time coming back out with the sleeves rolled up. I knew what was coming next, after a few more he comes back out in the tank top, all 165 lbs of him. Now he has to scream and grunt so all can see the 15 inch cannons. I so badly wanted to go up to him, pick him up and throw him like a dart.