..by an irate woman . Why was she irate ? Because apparently I was using her favourite machines in a practically empty gym.
As I there are 4 of every machine and only me, her and her DH in there.
Her poor husband kept coming over ( Marjorie, just use a different treadmill / bike/ crosstrainer !)
I actually got the giggles in the end , the lovely gym owner apologised on my way out and marched over to chat to Marjorie and her poor embarrassed DH 
Anyone else got any tales of gym batshittedness?