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May. 3rd, 2009 10:20 pm
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Weeble weeble bonk.
greendream: (HakCat - Crazy)
The manager said she and Kristina would talk with us. Instead we waited some five minutes before I went up, and just Kristina talked with us, claiming she was the manager and not giving any names of higher ups (we asked who her boss was). Suspicious, no? She was smug, too, and acted like a control freak. Excerpt:

K: "Maybe you don't -remember- me saying--" (something or other about how I was supposed to cancel, which she never said before.)
Me: "No."
K: "-Yes-." (insert her doing nodding motions here like talking to a moron)
Me: "Um, -no-."

There were also these gems:

K: "And how are you today?" (All smiles.)
Me: "Not so good." (Evident by how pissed I looked.

(Apparently after I left)
Mom: You knew. And you're going to get some calls.
K: It will be a pleasure to hear from you.

I mean, we're talking bottom of the barrel "I HATE YOU" 'politeness'.

Also: The company policy demands that cancellation be submitted in writing. Kristina claims she cancelled it, but on the way out, not trusting her, I went back in to get it in writing. The only real good thing she did? Showed me she -had- cancelled it for me in the computer, and wrote on the cancellation sheet that no further attempts at collection of fees should be made.

On the to-do list is to file a BBB report so that this stays on their record, to call the higher ups and write them to let them know we were there at all and why, and of course, to remind everyone here that the moment one of your female friends says, "I want to join a gym," you go, "Don't join Shapes Total Fitness."

All in all we went from being overcharged 181 dollars to being overcharged 104 dollars, so that is some consolation in an otherwise extremely irritating glob of crap.

She knew how much money I had. She knew exactly how much time I wanted and that I specified just that time. She knew I didn't have a job. Aaaand she screwed me over.

Also worth mention is a piece of paper she pretended to know nothing about. It was a kind of receipt/record thing that said $52 and one month remaining (to pay). And apparently it is invisible, long since destroyed, and now lives with the loch ness monster. The contract itself never specifies an end date, so as to make it easy to screw you over with evidence that makes it LOOK legit.

Other shit happened that didn't quite add up, but I don't remember everything now. However, my mom was recording the coversation and, assuming her pocketbook didn't muffle everything terribly, we can always review it.

So yes.



Edit: Wait, why am I friends-locking this? Argh, habit.
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One of our Ring 81 members and a really awesome guy in general, Chandler, is having an evening show at 7pm on Friday, April 3rd. Tickets are ten dollars, and Chandler's a pro. I don't know about you, but I'm expecting, birds, fire, and mentalism. Probably all packed into one, among other things.

Here's a flyer if you think you'd be interested (or just want to be awesome and help advertize). The show will probably run one or one and a half hours.

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Seriously. Everyone knows it sucks to stand all day doing anything. It's bad for your back, bad for your legs, and can give you all kinds of health problems and make you very unhappy.

Why haven't stores simply picked up some chairs? I don't really care if the person handling my money is in a chair. This seems much smarter and chairs last a long time.

Why has such a big problem been ignored, well, forever?

It's not that I can't take a guess. It's just that perhaps it warrants consideration.
greendream: (The Magician)
[15:21] Me: Which do you think I should try for, physical therapist, or dog-groomer an hour and ten minutes away?
[15:21] Ven: Physical therapist.
[15:22] Me: Excellent.
[15:22] Me: I think a BA in Classics should be sufficient.
[15:22] Me: Also I can name most of the parts of the human body.
[15:22] Me: On the outside, anyway.
[15:22] Me: And I have a killer personality!


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