A review of a managing weight program.

One fine day, during an outing membeli-belah and on the way to the carpark with a full trolley load of groceries, I succumbed to the marketing strategy of those weight management program companies, lured by only RM18 to try a full trial of their program, plus some product samples, thrown in with a big towel to take on home too. Who would have given that a miss, right?

But as soon as I'd came home, I knew it was just a trick to get us, innocent, already almost-perfect-looking-body *cough cough* to be ridiculed and persuaded endlessly into forking a few thousand moolahs into their bank account. I kinda regretted it, and just wanted to have my 18 bucks back.

Anyway, they were very desperate, as after a week or so, they called me to ask for an appointment and well, what the heck, in the spirit of seeking bloggable material, I went ahead.

As expected, the kind and polite personnel who attended me, tried all ways to point out where my problem areas are and from a 10k package, woohoo~, I now have a buy1free1 which I only now need to pay 4k+, which I thought was pretty ridiculous. (4k+, I can get 2 NeverFools for you and me, right?!)

She then offered a membership of 500 bucks which is redeemable for ... damn! I wasn't even paying attention. Boy! The sales pressure was really so hard to endure, I almost wanted to just get out and tell them to forget it.

Anyway, the trial program was given as promised. I first had to take off all the clothes, and I mean, ALL, given only a flimsy G-string to cover up wherever you please. (I threw it away, of course!)

Then, I was shown to the steam room and sat there for about.. 15 mins? It was soooo boring. And the boredom, I found out, didn't just end there. After the steam room, I was applied a layer of cream/gel/wateva on the whole body, wrapped in a polysterene like a ketupat and covered with an ultra hot blanket, on an ultra hot bed for about 20 mins. God! It was so awful. I was tortured all over coupled with the boredom of lying down with absolutely nothing to do. But I told myself to hang in there.

After it was finally over, I was told to get showered, and led to yet another room. This time, I was measured from toe to shoulder, naked right in front of a mirror(except for the G-strings)! Jeez! It wasn't really fun. I don't like it at all, and I kept thinking the possibilities of a camera or some pairs of eyes behind the mirror.

I was told to lie down on the bed and was given a multiple "cute zappers" supposedly to "zap" all the cellulites away, I think. Ahh.. this one is the most bearable experience of all 3. While I was being "zapped" away, the supervisor came in and talked to me, asking me how I liked the session, if I was still interested to become their member blah blah blah.. I told them honestly that the boredom was really too hard to bear, I really missed all the "actions" and I preferred to go for yoga instead. I thought I heard some swearing under her breath as she walked away and said "Have a nice day"

Well... I'm so proud of myself! I didn't give in to buy their packages. I think I should reward myself with the bag I'm yearning for.