Last fall, as my graduate class work was eating up more and more of my free time, I went to the LA Fitness in Downingtown, PA to put a freeze on my personal training account. They told me for the privilege of paying them another $15 per month; they would freeze my personal training but keep my gym membership going. This sounded great (with the exception of the $15 fee but hey, it was better than $160 per month) so we arranged it and I went about my business.
Life went on and so did my classes. At the end of the semester, based on my slipping GPA, I decided that school had to come first and because my job schedule interfered with my night classes, I gave my notice at work during the holiday break.
On the night of Tue., Jan. 10, I went to work out with my friend Stephanie. I checked in at the desk at LA Fitness and explained to the guy running the desk that I could no longer afford the luxury of a personal trainer because I was unemployed and needed to see what could be done to cancel my personal trainer membership. This person told me (and Stephanie can attest to this) that all he would have to do was unfreeze my account in order to submit the cancellation, which he (supposedly) did while we were standing there. Then he handed me a single sheet of paper and told me that all I had to do was sign at the bottom and mail it in to LA Fitness corporate headquarters in Irvine, CA. Happy that everything was working out, we went to the treadmills and had a good workout.
Everything was working out? Not really. Little did I know that the Evil Empire of LA Fitness would soon invade my peace-loving world!
I mailed the one sheet document on Fri., Jan. 13. As far as I was concerned, I had fulfilled my end of the cancellation process as laid out by the LA Fitness employee. On Tue., Jan. 24, I checked the balance in my bank account and saw that $160 had been withdrawn by LA Fitness precisely the amount of the monthly personal training fee. I called the gym located at 109 Quarry Road, Downingtown, PA 19335 (the very same gym that I attended regularly and had spoken to the front desk attendant about canceling my personal training contract) and was transferred from the assistant manager to the general manager.
The general manager identified himself as Brian **. In fact, there is no way to know what his whole name is because even the website identifies him as simply Brian **. This soon became a common theme among LA Fitness employees, as you shall soon see.
When I told Brian ** of my situation and requested that the billing snafu be rectified, he proceeded to tell me point blank that he had no idea who told me that it was otherwise, but once you are in a personal training contract with LA Fitness there is no way to get out of it with the sole exception of buying out. The way he explained it to me, buying out entailed paying 50% of what was left on the contract 50% of a service that I would never receive which would come out to $640 for me. I let Brian ** know the description of the person that gave me the cancellation information and he told me that I was wrong because all of his employees know what the process is. I then informed Brian ** that maybe he had a training issue with his employees because it seemed to me that his employee, in fact, did not know what the process was and that one hand didn't know what the other was doing over there at the Downingtown LA Fitness.
Brian** took this opportunity to tell me that he has fantastic training for his employees and seemed surprised when I did not agree with him. To get us out of this conversational rut, I reminded Brian ** that his employee gave me a specific set of instructions to cancel my personal training membership, which I followed explicitly, and when they did not follow through on what I was told was going to happen, I saw that as an egregious error on their behalf and I wanted to know what could be done to fix things. Brian ** once again told me that company policy was that no one gets out of LA Fitness contracts before the end of the term.
Admittedly, I was getting pretty heated at this point. First, I asked Brian ** if he could print out a copy of this policy, but then I amended my request to emailing it to me. This made more sense to me because (1) I was too mad to go down there at that moment; I was sure I was going to cause a scene if I did go down there, and (2) LA Fitness emailed me for appointments and specials, so this would be an easy request. Wrong again, stupid little customer! Brian ** cut me off midsentence and told me he had no access to my email address. This didn't make much sense to me. They obviously had it from previous correspondence, and I reminded him so. To me, this was just another example of Brian's total commitment to doing absolutely nothing to help me, his customer.
At this point, (no kidding) Brian ** took a tone that is most commonly found among tenth grade athletes inviting me to meet them at the bike rack after school for a fight and he said, "So come on down here and I'll show you this in writing." Got something to prove, do ya, Brian T? It really came across as challenging and threatening! I responded by telling Brian ** that I did not appreciate his tone and I felt like he was challenging me. I think he must have realized his misstep because he backed off slightly, yet still told me that he couldn't do anything about my personal training membership but could cancel my gym membership.
Really?! Ok, if you are going to suggest it, then yes, please cancel my gym membership. Brian ** canceled it during our conversation. Do you know how I know? I got an immediate email saying that my gym membership had been canceled.
So, convinced that Brian's lack of customer service abilities could not possibly suck any more than what he had already demonstrated, I asked for his manager's name. Brian ** retorted with a snarky, "I am the manager," to which I responded, "No, everyone answers to someone. I want to know your boss's name." After about five more minutes of refusing to give me any information regarding his boss, Brian ** finally told me that, "Her name is Brooke **, but she travels a lot and I'm not giving you her cell phone number." Do you mean to tell me that this person who is in charge, supposedly, of several LA Fitness gyms in a market area doesn't even have a desk phone? Apparently, that is exactly what he was inferring because he never gave me Brooke's number and finally hung up on me.
At this point, I was incensed. Livid. ** off.
I did a search on the LA Fitness website to try to find information about the Downingtown gym chain of management and a phone number for the next rung on the ladder (think district manager). Of course, I didn't find anything. So I conducted a Google search and finally had to settle for the corporate call center number.
I called the toll free number and Craig ** answered. I gave Craig ** all of the pertinent information, including the horrendous way I was treated by Brian ** and then I listened as Craig ** toed the company line and told me that there was no way to get out of a personal training contract with LA Fitness without buying out. Seriously?! I told Craig ** that even car loan companies work with people in times of financial change. Home mortgage companies work with people who find themselves in a change of financial circumstances. Do you really expect me to believe that LA ** Fitness couldn't do the same? We really couldn't come to some workable solution at all? Apparently that is exactly what he expected me to believe.
Now, at this point in my story, the absolute worst thing that could happen to me when caught in this kind of frustrating position happened: the tears of frustration started. It's not something I can control all of the time and this was one of those unfortunate moments when the tear ducts were activated while I was in a state of complete and utter dissatisfaction. I'll hand it to Craig **. He hung in there with me while I went on a short diatribe about how my house was being foreclosed on and now I was stuck with this gym membership that I could no longer afford and they had taken $160 out of my account that I was counting on being there when I needed it, as the guy at the front desk had assured me it would. Good ole Craig **, listened like a champ yet kept repeating the same spiel that I had now heard over and over again.
Recomposed, I asked Craig ** to give me the number for Brooke ** (Brian's manager). He refused. Completely appalled that I was getting absolutely nowhere, I asked for the CEO's name. And ** if Craig C. didn't snigger at me. This set my frustration/outrage rocket into the stratosphere and I called him on it. He, of course, denied it and told me that all of their conversations were taped and anyone could listen to it and know he didn't laugh.
Kid, don't tell me about taped conversations. I was an air traffic controller. You don't know anything about tape transcriptions. And even if there ever were one done, do you honestly think I would trust anything truthful about our conversation to be in there? Your company has lied about everything else. Your company has treated me like a flaming bag of dog crap on your front door. At this point, I insisted on having the CEO's name (hey, its public information anyway) and he finally responded with Louis Welch and asked if there was anything else he could do for me. I asked for his manager's name Mike **, who never intervened in this conversation and I asked for Brooke ** to receive my information and contact me regarding this nights events. Craig ** then informed me that he could see in my file a note from Brian ** to Brooke ** about tonight's calls and I asked him again to indicate in his notes that I wanted to hear from Miss Brooke ** myself.
Well, here we are, February 7, 2012, and I have yet to hear from Brooke ** at all. Nice customer service skills, Brooke **! My gym membership has been canceled, which never was my intention until Brian ** acted like such an ** hat to me. LA Fitness could have been collecting $30 from me every month if they just would have treated me like a human being. But now they will never see another cent from me and I have started my social media campaign warning every single person I know not to be caught in the scam that is the Evil Empire of LA Fitness.
Do you know what else I came across in my Google search to find contact information for LA Fitness? Hundreds no, thousands of comments from other dissatisfied, disgruntled customers and former customers of LA Fitness. Many have experience similar circumstances as mine and all have experienced horrific customer service. Even their employees have a complaint website! In the first 24 hours after my dispute erupted with LA Fitness, a campaign on Twitter was in full effect regarding a protest on all LA Fitness gyms in the UK. Why? It's very interesting, actually. After a 7-month pregnant woman whose husband had lost his job asked LA Fitness to terminate their personal training contract, LA Fitness refused, citing they had no such clause in their contracts for changes in life and income circumstances. Only after the story appeared in The Guardian and someone tweeted the link did LA Fitness give in to their PR nightmare and the UK government officials are looking into gym contract practices at other LA Fitness locations (see here: **).
If you have an issue with LA Fitness, you can call 949-255-7200 and speak to someone in a call center in Irvine, CA who doesn't give a crap about you. The number listed for their corporate headquarters is 949-502-2043. If you would like to write to CEO Louis Welch, well, the only address Craig ** would give me (which I am sure goes to some other person who doesn't give a rat's ** about you) is LA Fitness, P.O. Box 54170, Irvine, CA 92169. However, the corporate address is listed at 6400 Irvine Blvd, Irvine, CA 92620. The (unverified) contact information that I found for Mr. Welch is 7 Emerald Bay, Laguna Beach, CA 92651-1206. My correspondence will be going directly to him as well as the National Director of Business Development, Scot Mackay, and Christopher Perry of LA Fitness International (among others) until I get a resolution.
If no one from LA Fitness seems to think I am worthy of receiving a resolution, well, I suppose it will be time to exercise my media training. If you are thinking about joining an LA Fitness, I urge you to please take a look at some of the comments on these websites prior to signing anything with them. For the reasons listed above and oh so many more, I nominate you, LA Fitness, for the Silver Sucky Award. There is no way that you could possibly suck more hind teat that you already do.