From r/fitness This is a copy and paste from r/fitness. Was posted by u/Vesploogie but I'm not sure if he's the original author. Hilarious read.  Oh boy. Monday, gym day, 1:30 pm. It’s me and a mostly empty parking lot. Entering the gym I see a couple people on the treadmills, some staff milling about as usual, and a mostly empty weights area. Mostly. On this particular Monday, there were two people in the weights area. People I have not seen before in my gym. These people were men. Big men. Behemoths of the human form, and not in a flattering way. These men appeared as though they were pregnant with 150lb atlas stones. Their stomachs had enough overhang to shelter an average sized family, including the fucking dog. Every urinal is a gamble with a stomach like theirs. Their guts were straight out of a TLC show where they don’t remove the tumor, and they showed no shame in sticking these bad boys wherever they decided to roam. Today these guys were in the power rack, the only one in the gym and the only place to do squats which is what I was planning on doing to start the day, but instead I was forced to do some side stuff while I waited. They were not doing squats however, as leg day occurs with every step for them. These men were not weak though; lord have mercy they were not weak. They were incredibly fucking dumb though. Today apparently was barbell row day, and my attention was quickly drawn to them. It started off innocently enough. They conversed a bit, their guts nodding in agreement to whatever plan they had concocted, and the Cirque du Rowleil began.  The bar was set and a 25lb plate was added to each side. Ok I thought, they’re newer, and my subconscious Arnold was preparing to be forgiving and encouraging, yet incredibly condescending (I don’t know, it’s a power trip thing). Anyway, the first leviathan readied himself over the bar, bent over in what I can only imagine was a feat far greater than the exercise that he was about to perform, and he gripped the bar. He then, out of an apparently seething hatred of the very concept of the spinal column, lifted the bar with his back to a slightly leaned forward standing position, with his arms still fully extended. He then jerked the bar with his back up to the base of Mount Abdomenjaro and back down again, repeating the process about 5 times. I sorta suppose it was a quarter rep row, as he did indeed bend his elbows and bring back his shoulders a bit, but the majority of the power was generated by his tormented spine. After slamming the bar back down onto the arms of the power rack, his Partner in Prime Rib took his place and repeated this display of central nervous system destruction. My inner Arnold tisk-tisked in my head, but I thought little of it as it was only 95 lbs. But oh Lord have motherfuckin mercy, we were just warming up. On go another pair of 25lb plates, bringing the total weight up to 145 lbs. The tag team of Fatman and Slobbin go through the process of jerking this bar up and down like self destructive drinking birds, heaving their entire weight into it over and over again, showing no grimacing or pain. The bar slams down again, and on go another 50 lbs. Repeat. Slam. 50 more pounds. Repeat. Slam. Bro-fist. Fifty. More. Pounds. We are now up to an eye watering 285 lbs of bent over barbell disasters, and they keep on truckin this mighty truck into kingdom fucking come. Five more reps apiece, and now they tack on 10. Then 10 more. 305 pounds loaded up, and they are drenched in sweat, tree trunk arms splayed over the tops of their heads, stomachs roiling about in anger, lungs working the graveyard shift. They each, with all of their might, are able to muster the stupidity to attempt another rep each of 305 lbs, and by god, by god they do it. The bar is slammed down one final time and the weights deloaded. They high five each other and one takes a minute to rest. The other goes to grab his drink on the other side of the weights area, which I had not previously noticed. Over he comes with a bottle of Fanta fucking Orange. They take off, and the rest of my Monday was thankfully normal. Fuck Mondays.