The following really annoys me...
I just have no tolerance for show-offs.
The other day, I noticed a lad with Oakleys, a bandana, and a World-Gym tank top, walking about with his 'lats' flared. He went over to the bench, and repped out 225 5 times, then loudly racked it and grunted. He swaggered over to the water fountain, and as he did so kept looking around the gym, expecting to catch members admiring him.
Time to put the lad in his place.
As he came back to the bench, Nobby and I were standing there, arms folded. Seeing our incredible size, his airs of grandeur and machismo left him and he seemed to shrivel. Without saying a word, I seized his max bench and curled it 20 times, in perfect form, screaming with every rep- then handed the bar to Nobby, who did overhead triceps extensions with it. Tossing it back on the rack, I seized the little man and snarled in his face "We'll be watching you, sunshine!". He proceeded to pee himself, and, a large wet spot appearing on the front of his sweats, ran sniveling to the change room, changed his trousers, and fled the gym.