He needs the guy at my gym. On seated Ab machine for thighs he is bouncing... hold on...10 pounds between his knees, holding the channel changer and and NOT moving until the show is done. Then he goes to the Ad version and does the same thing.
He got a little better. He was doing Ads. I got on the Ab. Smacked out my lifts of 90 lbs X 10 reps [3 sets] and went off to do something else til the princess was done with the show. I am not going to call him the prince. That requires more work.
He got on the Ab. I shot on the Ad and realized he had tried 90 lbs and discoverd his fat butt could NOT lift anywhere near it for 1 rep. So he was at 30 pounds but he wasn't bouncing it either. He also finished the show.
And he wiped each machine down.

I have NO clue why. He wasn't sweating at all. I was dripping. He looked like he walked out of the Freezer at the local store.
Pretty bad when a fat [over 300 lbs], old [52], woman can beat the daylights out of you and you are only 25.
Now see in my case I would suddenly start timing my reps for a 2 minute rest in between and do 4 sets with a 3 minute rest in between sets. If he distracted me I would look at him and say "Oh dear. Now I don't remember where I was. I have to start ALL over again."
I am the Queen of Passive Aggressive when I want to pull it out. I can move slower than Molasses frozen. My mother taught me well. I'm everything that Type A "Hurry up" made me.