Ugh. Something’s changed at Curves. It was sold to a new owner. And the trainer that inducted me into the program, along with a few others, have been “let go”. These trainers were all women over 40 that had been long time members of Curves and had through various circumstances, been hired by the old owner. In their places are three young (under 30), thin, perky women who don’t look like they ever needed a Curves.
All the windows, which had been painted so that passers-by couldn’t look in and it gave the women working out some privacy, were scraped clean. The windows will be tinted, but anyone walking by can still look in and gawk.
The new employees, who really aren’t evil, skinny chicks, and they are nice, don’t know how to talk to older women. Their tone is more like the tone you’d hear from a new candystriper in an old folks home. I’m 44, but don’t think I really look it (I hope) and I was really bugged when one of the girls called me “dear” and pulled my arm into place on the machine I was working on.
First off, don’t call me “dear”. Only my husband or people older than me have a right to call me that. And don’t use that tone of voice that makes me think you think I’m a de-crapit old thing. Finally, DON’T ever touch me without asking my permission first. Don’t EVER touch anyone without asking. I don’t care what sort of work you’re in, you touch me, I’m liable to clock you one.
I almost clocked this girl, but held my tongue and explained to her that I have fibromyalgia, joint pain, and arthritis in that shoulder she just tried to yank up to my ear. I don’t mind being corrected if I’m using a machine wrong, just ask first before you touch. Or better yet, show me yourself.
I won’t be stopping at Curves, but the atmosphere has definately changed. I’ll finish my year there and then I might check out another exercise place along that same stretch that’s specifically for women over 50. Maybe they’ll let me in.
Ugh, I woulda clocked her one. This is why I work out in the privacy of my own home. Everyone here knows enough not to touch me without asking… ok, that’s a lie, Dan can’t keep his hands to himself. *snicker* And gets clocked regularily.
Sounds awful.
I think you should’ve clocked her. Just a little. :P
*reads Dees comment*
“Jayne…Cuddly!?”
*starts to giggle, then guffaw,shaking with laughter holds her sides as she starts to hyperventilate, she falls to the ground streaming tears and trying not to wett herself as she rocks back and forth roaring*”Bwa ha ha ha ha ha!!!”
Anywho, I think you otta talk to a couple of the other patrons and see if they feel the same. You may not get the new owners to rescind all the changes but certainly a letter of complaint from several paying patrons may help them to think twice. And then when a dozen people quit once their stuff expires it wont be such a shock to the new owners.
Ugh. I can definitely feel your pain. This is why I work out at home.
Whew Jayne!
And there I was thinking of you as the all cuddly type who wouldn’t hurt a fly!
Hang in there!