So I used to go to a local gym that was almost empty, but it got too much for me because it was dirty and the fans weren't working. So I switched to a new gym. All the females there are married housewives who just warm‑up in the name of a workout, circle around the trainer and keep cracking poor jokes, even touching him. The trainer always steps out whenever that group shows up. Today I saw one of those newly married aunties staring at a 6'4\" muscular guy doing tricep extensions. At first I thought I was imagining it, but it's been three weeks I've been noticing it. It's not a coincidence, lol. I've also seen gym "uncles" who just mind their own business. I've literally seen no one in the gym even talk to these married housewife aunties.
Wow, that's new. Never seen people like that. Which city?
You mean that auntie was staring at the guy doing triceps? Where is this gym? I'll make sure I don't join by accident. Give me the location and exact timings.
Why can't Indians just mind their own business in gyms? Why do people treat them like a social hub? I've been to gyms in India and abroad. Abroad everyone minds their own business. In India everyone acts like an expert trying to correct your form. It feels like these aunties are just there to get sex.
Women aren't asexual. They can be as nasty as men, or even worse. It's good that boys and men are finally speaking up.
Which city and which gym is this? Just want to avoid that place.
It's nothing new and this behaviour isn't limited to gyms. Only men get blamed, while women walk around freely.
Just married women are called aunties? How old are you, twelve?
LMAO, the bias in these comments - telling the guy to 'mind his own business' while pervy creeping women do what the uncles do and still get no blame.
My male best friend almost got sexual assault at a gym. Our college gym was under maintenance for almost two weeks, so we tried two gyms near the college. In one of them, on day 4, an early‑20s married lady started harassing my best friend. From day one she was buzzing around him, and on day 4 she cornered him in the locker room and tried to push herself on him. He stood up, called me immediately. She played the victim card, but except for a few simps, nobody believed her. We left that gym and no action was taken against her.
I once went to a gym in Kolkata - it was an open secret that some aunties in their 30s, married women, were sleeping with the trainers. The trainers even gave some of them code‑names like "football" because they'd "passed" them around. It wasn't a fancy hi‑fi gym, just an ordinary place with ordinary people. This kind of thing isn't rare in big cities.