Gym Class Zeroes

I have a theory (big surprise huh?) that relates to some guys, most guys rather, in the gym. It goes something like this:

The number of months that certain guys spend in the gym is directly proportional to their loudness, upper body stiffness and the swagger that they develop.

As a longstanding albeit infrequent member of the gym, I have had the displeasure of watching fresh meat come in, all scared and unsure, and turn into boisterous tools as they spend time there. You start noticing the increased decibel levels, the exaggerated swagger and the growing camaraderie with their fellow archetypal gym-grown muscleheads. You see them trying to impress the pretty young thing who carries on with her workout, oblivious to our beefcakes’ moves. You see them trying to catch the PYT’s eye with over-the-top grunting and overstated posing.

All these aspects, though extremely annoying, are tolerable. What really grinds my gears is the complete disregard these guys have for their fellow gym-goers. They seem to develop this mentality that it is okay to leave weights lying around in the middle of the workout area, jump the queue for treadmills or worse, not wipe the workout machines after using them. And god forbid a newbie questions their actions. These guys will virtually stare him down to a puddle of oozing liquid! You would then need a good-natured instructor, preferably one who is bigger than the antagonists, to put them in their place!

I don’t know if I’m the only one who has noticed this (I hardly doubt it though). What do you guys think?