One time, I called a local gym to find out more information about joining. They asked me to schedule an appointment to come in and go on a tour. I didn’t really want to do anything that formal, but it was a high-pressure situation. So I agreed and scheduled for the following week. The next day I found a gym that was way cheaper, cleaner, and prettier with better equipment and closer to my home. I called gym A to cancel my appointment. It wet a little something like this:
Gym Dude: “Okay, let me go ahead and ask when you want to reschedule.”
Me: “Oh, I don’t - I’d just like to cancel altogether - I appreciate your tie but it turns out I’m actually not interested in joining right now.”
Gym Dude: “Oh, okay. Can I ask why?”
Me: “Uh, I just, uh I’m not interested in joining that gym at this time.”
Gym Dude: “Okay.”
*Click*
The next night I was cooking dinner and the gym called. It was like a bad break-up.
Different Gym Dude: “So I just wanted to verify your appointment to come on in and check out our gym tomorrow!”
Me: “Oh, uh, no, I spoke with a gentleman yesterday canceling my appointment.”
Different Gym Dude: “Okay, when did you want to reschedule for?”
Me: “Uh - no, I told him I wasn’t interested in joining at this time.”
Different Gym Dude: “Can I ask why?”
And so on.
Next night I get another phone call.
Yet Another Different Gym Dude: “So I see here you canceled your appointment.”
Me: “Yes. Yes, that’s right.”
Yet Another Different Gym Dude: “Can I ask why?”
Me: “I’m just not interested in joining at this time. But thanks for calling to make sure. Again.”
Yet Another Different Gym Dude: “Are you joining another gym? Have we not lived up to your expectations?”
Me: “Whoops I seem to have left something on the stove. Bye.”
*Click*
Gosh, it’s like you’re breaking their hearts or something.