Random thoughts after two weeks at the gym (because that makes me an expert, right?)
To the guy that randomly walks around the machines, doesn't ever adjust the weights, does a quick 5 reps and then lets the weights slam down loud for everyone to hear - you are a d-bag.
To the fat guy that devours a protein bar, gets on the treadmill for 5 mins, towels off and heads to the cafe for a smoothie - congrats on getting to the gym, but I think you are doing it wrong.
The Assisted Pull-up is my Mount Everest. My mortal enemy. The one thing in this world I now have to conquer. Baby steps, but seeing improvement.
To the guy that does a set on the machine, then puts the pin way down, putting more weight on, and then getting up and walking away - you aren't fooling anyone (except the next person that gets on that machine.)
I will be glad when I can start my set moving the pin down, instead of moving the pin up.
Showering in public has not been nearly as traumatic as I thought it would be. It's Junior High all over again, I just don't have to have classes with these guys afterwards. Some guys shower in bathing suit

, some guys let it all hang out :X , but most guys have mastered the two towels system quite well. (BTW fancy gym, that "one towel per person" sign just needs to be removed. As much as I am paying, you should be doing my laundry while I exercise, but since you won't, I will continue to use 5-6 towels every time I go.)
I

the steam sauna. It is often the motivation to get my fat ### up early and get to the gym, knowing that after I workout, I can treat myself to 10 mins in there. If the man sex started while I was in there, I still might not leave.
Every girl that is working out automatically bumps up one number on the hotness scale while she is working out. If you are a 5, you are now a 6. If you are a 8, you are now a 9. 10s that work out really should just be put behind glass and stared at. Yoga pants are proof that God loves us and wants us to occasionally worship other things.
Fancy gym, having a fat girl work the front desk makes zero sense at all. I know it's early, but there has to be someone hotter that will work early for you. Please get on that.
I think I have gym etiquette figured out, but the idea of "working in" with someone still scares the #### out of me. I don't see that happening anytime soon.