I saw this trainer the other day... He stands at about 5'3" and weighs in about 100 lbs. He's gotta be a charity case hire.
A kid asked me if his squat form was good and we talked for a bit - some sinewy teenager looking like Napoleon Dynamite...
He then says he's late for his appointment. It's with the Smurf trainer.
The smurf trainer takes him to the deadlift platform, gives him one of those 10 lbs rubber rods and tells him how to squat. Quarter squats. He tells the kid to look at the ground before each rep to make sure his back is rounded. I kept my cool - my plan was to speak with the teenager afterwards to make sure he erased this whole conversation from memory...
The midget tells the kid, "if you use the rack," (I was squatting in the rack beside them at the time...) "make sure put the safety bars high in case you can't lift the weight."
I told the kid to show the trainer how deep he could squat. He does. The trainer tells the kid, with his back turned to me, "Yeah, but I'm here to keep you safe, not to get your squat deeper."
I kept my cool and waited for the trainer to bounce. As he was leaving he mentions that he doesn't know much about squats and that another trainer would be better for him to work with if that was what he was interested in.
Luckily I got a chance to speak with the teenager and tell him which trainer to link with... And of course to stay as far away as possible from the vertically-challenged asshole.
The trainer avoids me at all costs now. He will change his clients' workout routines around if I'm at a station he needs to be using.
That's the only time I felt like talking to a manager and suggesting he be shit-canned... I'm all for someone making money to support their lives, but this dickhead is gonna hurt someone.
Oh, and I saw him this morning on his knees, balancing on his stomach, on a yoga ball, doing reverse flies, holding the 3lbs pink weights. He bounced the weights off the ball at the bottom of the movement.