hat
Some time in 2011 Mwen finalman wisened jiska depans sa yo mwen te sipoze peye. Dekouvèt mwen sèten pa ta ka twò kontan sou sa a fyasko. Mwen te pale ak Manadjè a nan jimnastik la, epi mwen te asire ke ta kontra a tout antye ap trete. Mwen pa youn pou vyolans … sòf si li yo pou espò … nan yon Oktagòn … men apre 5yèm vizit mwen nan Manadjè a mande poukisa Kòmann yo debi yo te toujou ap pase, li te di m 'li te etone mwen pa te fè l' zam ansanm avè m 'yo pou vizit la. Apre yon kèk plis vizit, Manadjè a te aktyèlman kite planèt Egzèsis fizik ak eksplike m ke nan “kontra” was between myself and Head Office and that the local gym, aparamman yon operasyon franchiz ak stil, te ti kras pa gen di sou si ou pa li te kapab ap anile. Si Head Office di pa gen okenn, chans difisil.
eng
Some time in 2011 I finally wisened up to the costs I was supposed to be paying. Discovery I am sure wouldn’t be too happy about this fiasco. I spoke to the Manager at the gym, and I was assured that the entire contract would be scrapped. I’m not one for violence … unless its for sport … in an Octagon … but after my 5th visit to the Manager to ask why the Debit Orders were still happening, he told me he was surprised I hadn’t brought weapons with me for the visit. After a few more visits, the Manager had actually left Planet Fitness and explained to me that the “contract” was between myself and Head Office and that the local gym, apparently a franchise-style operation, had little to no say about whether or not it could be cancelled. If Head Office said no, tough luck.