I had a running (literally) battle with an obnoxious, fat building manager. The company I worked for was doing services for the company that owned the building, so we rented one floor of the building to use as office space.
The building housed a large data center, and had a small locker room and shower that had been used by the shift workers in operations. I would bring a bag with running closes to work and during lunch go for a run and clean up in the shower afterwards.
It's hot in the south, and I would always be sweaty when I came back from my runs. One day I was coming back from my run and one of our customer's senior managers had a couple questions about a project I was working on so he flagged me down as I was walking through the lobby to go to shower and we chatted for a few minutes. While I was standing there the fat obnoxious building manager walked by, and about an hour later I was called into my bosses office and reprimanded for "sweating in the lobby". Seriously. I was told to never go through the lobby when going to or coming back from a run. That meant I had to run with my security key so I could come in the service entrance. Incident over, or so I thought.
I used to finish my runs by doing strides up the inclines in the parking ramp. Fat obnoxious manager sees me doing this, and first tries to get me reprimanded for ignoring the "no sweating in the lobby" directive, and when I point out I had used the service entrance as directed I was reprimanded for causing a safety hazard by running in the parking ramp. So I was told no more strides in the ramp.
The because I was the only person using the shower she told the maintenance crew to start using the shower to store dirty rugs. Each day I would take them out, put them on a bench, shower. So she had the bench and lockers removed and turned the locker room into a big maintenance closet.
There was a Y a mile or so away so I started going over there and running at lunch. Since about the only safe place to run was on the streets in the office park, or on the XC trails at the high school across the street even running from the Y meant I'd be running close to building where I worked at some point. So one day I ran by building on the way to the XC trails and fat obnoxious manager sees me. Hour later I'm back in my manager's office about sweating in the lobby again, or maybe causing a hazard, but I was certainly doing something bad. My boss knows the drill by now, and accepts my explanation but is duty bound to report back to the building manager that he'd brought the issue to my attention.
By now everyone in the office knows I'm the running scofflaw that could throw on a pair of shorts and start sweating, reigning terror on fat obnoxious managers everywhere. It's the running joke when anyone sees me with my workout bag.
A few months after that our customer was bought out and closed the facility and I started working from home. I still went up to that Y on occasion to meet and run with a friend, and of course do some strides in the parking ramp.