LOL at all the posts on the New Years resolution people hitting the gyms without trying to figure out basic gym etiquette. The locker rooms have been bad as well, and I don't just mean the old guys who enjoy walking around naked just a little too much.
Each training day last week was an adventure for me. On one day, at peak time no less, a guy was sitting on a locker room bench playing video games on his iPhone! He had no apparent reason to be there, either. No gym bag, no nothing. He was taking as much space as possible, too. Making it worse was the fact that this gym's locker room has a separate area for sitting in which he could have chosen to relax and play all the games he wanted. There's even a flat panel TV there.
As it was the busiest week of the year, all the benches were taken, so a few of us were changing without a place to sit to change shoes or anything. After a few minutes, sensing that the video game guy was completely oblivious to his actions, I finally said "excuse me" as I set some stuff down on the bench next to him. Video game guy ignore me, but a good lifter next to me, who was putting on a shoe while balancing on his other foot, was cool enough to say "oh, sorry" and look to move over. Annoyed at video game boy, I replied, "no, not you, but thanks....I was talking to this guy sitting here playing video games." Finally, video game guy got up. I sat down and offered the other half of the bench to the guy cool enough to offer to move for me.
The next day, the gym was less crowded (early afternoon). In fact, it was just me in the locker room. I was done training and was putting my street clothes on when some newb walked in. Apparently observing that my locker was closest to the entrance, this guy put his stuff on half of the bench I was using and started preparing to grab my locker as soon as I was done (which I didn't notice at the time) -- this despite that there were at least two dozen other empty lockers. Every time I moved something on the bench slightly, he'd rush to claim that open real estate by nudging his bag over into the newly vacant area. Finally, when I had only my water bottle remaining in the locker, he actually reached in, took it, and handed it to me. He played it like he thought I forgot it and that he was helping me. LOL.
The next day, a morbidly obese man was drenched head to toe in sweat. He looked like he went swimming with his shirt on -- that's how drenched in sweat he was. So, what does he do? He sits on the leather couch in the previously mentioned sitting area, of course!!! After all, that's more comfortable than the plastic chairs that are there specifically to accommodate sweaty people. So, I shake my head and proceed to hit the shower. Returning several minutes later, this guy is STILL seated on the leather couch, marinating it in buckets of sweat.
I guess >95% of these people will be gone later this month. Fortunately, they'll leave enough money behind for new equipment and upkeep.