I joined Weight Watchers.
I joined the on-line version, because I just can’t go to meetings. I went once with a friend of mine and it was very uncomfortable because I bought a few of their snacks and then ate them during the meeting and apparently you’re not supposed to do that or something. And they weigh you in front of everyone, like some kind of animal at an auction. I assume they sell animals by weight, right?
So, meetings are not for me. Online is the way to go.
Oh yes, I am exercising more and I’ve dropped a size, but I still need to lose, shall we say, fat?
Except signing up on-line apparently requires Homeland Security clearance or something. I signed up, paid by Paypal and got a notice that my payment was pending. The whole point of doing something online is that I wanted instant results, so I don’t understand pending payment. I called Weight Watchers and after being on hold for the lifetime of a few generations of fruit flies, they told me that my payment was denied and that I’d have to talk to Paypal. So I called Paypal and they said that I had a positive balance on my account and that Weight Watchers must not have requested the money correctly. The hell? What, they didn’t say pretty please or something?
And then I started thinking, maybe Weight Watchers thinks that I’m too thin already and don’t want to accept me into the program due to a fear of some sort of Karen Carpenter class action lawsuit? I mean, they are professionals, so maybe I should have a snack.
After too much time on phone, everything got sorted, basically by my paying Weight Watchers twice and hoping that they will refund the first payment, which is now in limbo.
So far, it’s going great. I lost my sense of humor already.
to be continued…
p.s. I’m hungry.
p.p.s. Feed me.
p.p.p.s. You look delicious.
p.p.p.p.s. Not you, the other one. What, you think you’re the only one who reads this blog? There are two of you, I’ll have you know.