Screw you, Slimgenics!

OK, so I am about to get a tich personal here and share a story about a recent visit of mine to Slimgenics. I was so horrified that at the risk of public humiliation I felt it necessary to share my story...
Almost 2 years ago I was diagnosed with a Gluten Intolerance which was a lifesaver for me... it got rid of my chronic headaches and digestive issues. The downside of this was that I could no longer eat ANYTHING that was made with wheat, barley or rye. So, no bread, pasta, baked goods or God help me... beer. The upside was that once I cut that stuff out of my diet (no easy task may I just say) I lost about 12 lbs in around 2 weeks. Which was great because I was struggling to get off the "baby weight" from Logan. And some extra still left from Conner.
So... long story short, because of the new awareness of people with gluten problems, food manufacturers have started making gluten free products. Which includes bread, pasta and one bad ass Betty Crocker brownie mix. Great for my palate not so much for my waistline. (Curse you, Betty!) So those lb's came a-creepin' back and brought their friends.
So, I got myself a Lifetime membership, and let me tell you, that card looks great in my wallet! :)
Anyhoo.... A friend of mine had used Slimgenics and had some good results, but she did however not like that the program was so restrictive. "Perfect!" I thought. Hoping that restrictive meant they were going to tie my hands behind my back so I couldn't open the refridgerator door any more.
So I made my appointment and headed on in. I had no intention of purchasing the program that day and made this pointedly clear to the manager. I told her that I was gathering information and would be taking it home to discuss with my husband.
Everything was great until we headed into "the room" to talk one on one and where it went wrong from there is not clear. She continuously played on my emotions, which I get, to an extent, but she was very pushy about how being "overweight" made me feel and how society views people who are overweight. Even asking me the same questions over and over about what I really meant when I said that I wanted more "control" (she even used the two finger quotation gesture on that one) My smart ass self had to fight the urge to tell her that "control" really meant world domination.
She proceeded then to tell me the cost of the program. About $1500- whoa, what? Oh, but today and today only we will give it to you for $500. Oooh! What a deal. Plus the cost of the snacks which were "required" at about another $25 per week. Um, OK? But, I have to give her props... she had played my emotions well and had me weeping about how being "fat" was ruining my entire life. (For the record, I have to lose about 25 lbs.) Then she proceeded to ask me if that will be cash, check or credit. I reminded her that I would need to discuss this with my husband. She then responded "Why don't you give him a call right now? I'll wait." I again reminded her that I didn't even bring my purse with me today and she said " Thats OK- your husband can give us your cc# over the phone." Oooookaaaay? She was at least nice enough to offer to wait outside the room when I talked to him. So I called Jason, knowing exactly what he would say... can I get a "Hell, no!" Actually he said... "Lets discuss it more when you get home. This is something we can save up for." When I told the woman this (which was my plan all along) she actually had the nerve to tell me to go home and "sweet talk" my husband and call her back later that evening to sign up. As we were walking to the door I was planning how I could save up some money and possibly come back next month and get started, until she turned to me and had the incredible balls to tell me.. " If this is something you really wanted today, you would have found a way to do it." And I did.... just not with you, lady.