HAHAHAH I prank called Metroflex today.
Ronnie was there at 2 pm.
This reminds me of a little story that happened a couple of years ago. I used to train in this slightly old-school gym in an Auckland suburb. The owner of the gym was a washed up POS who had competed about 20 years or so before in some local contest as a middleweight or something. This guy was an idiot and a total f*ckin meathead - in his early 50s, only about 5'6" and 160lbs @ 8% bodyfat. His arms were about 15" pumped up, but he ALWAYS used to walk with his (imaginary) lats spread out and wear tights.
His wife was equally weird and both of them would be pretty rude towards any members who trained in a way that didn't agree with their idea of 'correct way of training'. Anyway, there was this mate of mine Hayden who joined up and started training there. He was quite experienced and a really cool guy. But the couple, esp. the guy, started giving Hayden a lot of shit about his volume, form etc. One time when we were hanging out and shooting the breeze, Hayden started fuming about all the shit he got from the owners and so, we decided to make a prank call.
Hayden calls the gym and asks for John (the owner). And when the dickhead answers, Hayden goes, "Hello, my name is blah, blah, blah.. I heard you are a great trainer and so, I was wondering if you could help me achieve my goal. I am 17 and am about 160 lbs @ 5'10'' and am prepared to pay whatever you want." And sure enough, John goes, "Sure, I can help you. What is your goal?" To which Hayden replied dead straight, " I want to win the Mr Olympia next year"
And John goes, "Excuse me?", to which Hayden says, "You heard me - I want to be Mr Olympia by next year". Needless to say, we both could hear the f*ckwit on the other end almost chocking with rage just before we hung up on him
BTW, to answer the title question - Metroflex hands down
