To the guy sitting and texting on the tricep curl machine I wanted to use: I had no problem waiting for you for the first five minutes, but when you got up and walked to the other side of the gym, and I went for the machine, you came back out of nowhere and told me you weren't done (aka, gtfo). Then you really started to piss me off. It just got worse as I went to use another machine and waited for you to finish. Alas, you repeated this song and dance for ANOTHER TEN MINUTES. Have some consideration and don't bogart the machine bro, especially if you don't even use it. You made me miss my bus. —frustrated woman just trying to get those gains, and who could probably take you