A pox on the heads at 24 Hour Fitness. I'm leaving for obedience class early so that I can stop by there and make agitated noises, my forays on the phone today having failed. *snarl*
Update: I tried again, and this time got hold of the general manager, who was all helpfulness, and after a few sessions of putting me on hold, now claims to have kicked holes in whatever paperwork problem existed. He and the training manager (the one whose attitude I suspect :-) will consult on trainers who can work the hours I want, and it should be wrapped up tomorrow.
I'm leaving the pointy sticks in the bed of the truck in case I need them. :-)
