Yesterday was a complete delight at the old globo-gym. Started off with politely asking the "gentleman" doing upright rows with 65# if he could shift out of the rack so I could do squats. He replied that he had many more sets to do so no. Okay, well enjoy your enduring upright row session and the resulting shoulder issues. Move to the other rack, where a trainer was guiding a woman through terrible scared cat back deadlifts, sumo style. Just once I'd love to hear actual comments on form versus, just keep pushing through the floor.... Fortunately, they only did two more sets and passed the rack on so I could squat. The day progressed with a bro "squatting" in the smith machine with the most bizarre form I've ever seen. Feet together, knees together and about two feet in front of the bar. Weird. Just before my last work set, upright row returns to the other rack and flicks the small weights that had been left on the bar onto the floor to roll around. Proceeds to do rack pulls with a solid 2-3inches ROM. The day finished with super bro, putting 315 on the bench press, team press-rowing it for three and then upon seeing my last set of squats following me to the water fountain to extoll me on my poor form and how it really messed up his back so now he only uses the leg press... epic day to say the least.