my cousin steve owns a gym in pa. all day long he sees ridiculous people doing ridiculous things and usually emails these stories to me...heres todays story:
Yo, there is a guy who claims to be a personal trainer that comes to my gym. He keeps putting cards and flyers for his services up on my bulletin board. Here was his leg routine for today...first walk in and buy MetRx thermo hardcore muscle explosion pump nitro drink. Then gather up three or four magazines and two newspapers off of the counter (two of which were cosmo and shape). He goes to the power rack and set up some benches to spread out the magazines and drinks. Puts the weenie foam pad on the bar for some epic high squats. The next thing I know he couldn't have done more than two sets and he comes and asks me for the fucking wrist roll bar thingy. These guys have some balls claiming to know anything about training.
And what is with that wrist roll thingy in this gym? I don't know who constructed and brought this thing in but it is the most popular piece of equipment in the gym. What a joke. Now it's missing and 20 people a day ask me where it is.