What's the most entitled behavior you've ever witnessed?

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I was halfway through my workout when this woman in designer activewear started screaming at the front desk. She'd brought her 7-year-old son into the weight room, which has massive signs saying "18+ ONLY - INSURANCE REQUIREMENT."
The teenage employee was trying to explain. "Ma'am, children aren't allowed in this area. There's a family room downstairs with—"
"Do you know how much I pay for this membership?" She waved her phone in his face. "Eight hundred dollars a month! My son goes where I go!"
I watched her kid climbing on the leg press machine while she argued. Other members were recording on their phones.
"It's a safety issue," the employee said. "We could lose our license."
She laughed. "Safety? I'm a pediatric surgeon. I think I know what's safe for MY child."
Her son was now hanging from a pull-up bar, swinging back and forth. An elderly man had to dodge him.
I stepped in. "Your kid almost hit that gentleman."
She spun around. "Mind your own business. Some of us actually have careers and can't leave our children with the nanny all day."
"Ma'am, I'm a paramedic. Last month we had a child lose three fingers from a weight machine accident at another gym."
"Don't lie to me." She turned back to the desk. "I want the manager. Now."
The employee called for backup. "The manager is on his way."
While waiting, she let her son play with the dumbbells. He dropped a 10-pound weight, barely missing someone's foot.
"Control your kid before someone gets hurt," another member said.
"He's SEVEN. He's exploring. Maybe if you had children, you'd understand."
The manager arrived – a former Marine named Carlos who didn't play games. "Ma'am, your son needs to leave the weight room immediately."
"I spend eight hundred a month here. That's more than most people's rent. I'll bring whoever I want."
Carlos pulled out his tablet. "Actually, you pay $89 a month. Would you like me to show you your account?"
Her face went red. "That's... that's the base rate. With add-ons, it's basically eight hundred."
"Your only add-on is towel service. That's $5."
She grabbed her son's hand. "This is discrimination! I'm calling corporate!"
"Please do." Carlos pulled up security footage on his tablet. "I'm sure they'd love to see your son damaging equipment."
The video showed her kid jumping on a rowing machine seat until it cracked.
"That's... he barely touched it!"
"That's a $1,200 machine." Carlos kept swiping. "Here's him throwing weights. Here's him kicking the mirror."
Each video was date-stamped from previous visits.
"You've been letting him run wild for weeks," Carlos said. "Members have complained. We've recorded everything."
She tried a different approach. "Look, I'm a single mom. Do you know how hard it is to find childcare?"
"The gym offers free childcare during peak hours," Carlos replied. "You've never used it."
"That room is full of germs!"
"Ma'am, you need to choose. Either use the childcare, leave your son at home, or find another gym."
She pulled out her phone. "I'm calling my lawyer. This is a violation of my rights!"
"Perfect timing," Carlos said. "Our lawyer is actually here today. Would you like to meet with her about the $3,600 in equipment damage?"
The woman's mouth opened and closed like a fish.
"Three thousand... that's impossible!"
Carlos showed her an itemized list. "Rowing machine, cable replacement, mirror section, two treadmill emergency stops, sanitizer dispenser..."
"I'm not paying that!"
"Then we'll need to terminate your membership and ban you from all locations."
She grabbed her son and stormed toward the exit. "You'll be hearing from my husband! He owns a law firm!"
"Ma'am," Carlos called after her. "You told us you were single."
She froze at the door.
"Also, your emergency contact is listed as your mother. Should we call her about the damages?"
Twenty minutes later, her mother showed up with a checkbook and an apology. Turns out the "pediatric surgeon" was actually a receptionist at a pediatric office, and mommy had been paying for her gym membership.
The woman never came back. Cost her $3,600 and her dignity.