Yesterday I went to the gym, and this Curt & Unbelievably Nasty Tramp wouldn’t let me buy my usual 6x guest pass, saying I could either pay the full daily fee or she was happy to sign me up as a member. I told her that the guest pass was something I’d worked out with the manager (we’d even had a meeting about it), and first she told me there was no such thing, then when I described it, she said she knew what that pass was but it was only for people on spring break. But I was welcome to sign up as a member. Memberships are like $1200 a year. I was standing there in my gym clothes trying to buy a weekly pass, which she wouldn’t sell me, acting like I was trying to cheat some system. It’s not protocol, she said. We don’t do that. But I’d be happy to sell you a membership. I’ve heard of a hard sell but this was ridiculous. Her attitude was offensive and she wouldn’t back down. I asked to speak to the manager and she said I couldn’t talk to the manager because she was in a meeting. Finally, another salesperson came who recognized me and told her that indeed, I usually buy the 6x guest pass. You’d think this girl would back down or at least apologize, but instead, she had to have the last word, saying that it’s a special privilege because that’s not usually the way things are done.
I was furious about the whole exchange. Mostly because I’m sick of people who work at this gym acting like they are doing members a service by letting them in. I’ve met asshole bouncers at nightclubs with better attitudes.
I was at the gym today waiting for Michael and I asked one of the guys at the front desk, Nick, if I could have the name of their new sales rep.
He handed me her card and asked, “Was there a problem?”
“I wouldn’t mind having a little sit down with her and her supervisor.”
“She was a little rude?”
“To say the least.”
He grins. “You’re not the first.”
Later, as I was leaving, he said, “The more complaints about her the merrier.”
In a dog eat dog world, bitches are fastest at clawing their way to the top, but they’re the first ones who find their way back to the bottom.