I was on one of two flat benches that were side-by-side doing DB presses. Somebody had left a 60lb DB underneath the other one. The PT goes and puts it away, then has some behemoth of a woman sit down next to me. I think, "No big deal," but it was a big deal...a big fucking deal. He decides to start blabbering all sorts of nonsense to this lady about how her nervous system wasn't used to lifting weights. He had given her a 20lb DB to curl and she was like "It's too heavy." He tells her that after 2 weeks of TRYING to lift that 20lb DB, she'd be able to do it because her nervous system would catch up. I was like . At this point, I was a little annoyed. What he did next made me want to punch him in the face with the DB I was holding. The motherfucker tries to squeeze between the two flat benches (he could have easily walked around) and bumps my fucking arm mid-rep. It took everything I had to keep the weight from falling on my chest. He looks back and goes "Oh haha, sorry." I wanted to fucking kill him right then and there. I finish my set and go to rerack my DB's only to find that his stupid piece of shit self had put the 60lb DB where my DB's were supposed to go. Cliffs: I'm doing DB press, PT starts spouting BS to some fatty he's "training," bumps my arm and almost makes me drop the DB on my chest, and reracks a DB in the wrong spot.