The lockers are always broken. At the time I’m writing this, they’re rectifying the issue by going from electronic locks to old-fashioned lockers that necessitate clients to bring their own locks, but this problem should not go undocumented, and frankly, I haven’t had a whole lot to write about these last few days.
Even though they’re going through the effort to make things better, it didn’t change the fact that over the span of the last two weeks in the interim period, the locker room was still a scene where 80% of the lockers were non-functional, leading to a wild goose chase of simply trying to find one of the 20% of lockers that actually worked. Sometimes, it would take me almost ten minutes to find one that still functioned, perturbing me further that it was encroaching on my limited workout time, and the time in which I try to catch the last minutes of Excused, starring Iliza Shlesinger’s boobs. Even though they’re fixing it, it’s inexcusable how long it’s taken for them to actually execute the fix. And to be honest, considering yesterday was still locker graveyard, and they said it would be changed over by today, I’m still not convinced it’ll be fixed when I saunter down for my workout in a few minutes.
Anyway, the above picture is result of obviously some irate member getting flustered and aggravated by the whole broken locker situation. And in an attempt to make his situation better, he certainly made it worse for the facility and everyone else. But frankly, I can’t say I blame the guy, because at the rate in which the electronic locks broke or malfunctioned on such a regular basis, I’ve felt pretty close to wanting to Hulk smash up some of these pieces of shit myself before.
This gym sucks so many balls, but there’s still nothing that can be done about it. It’s too well priced, and even more conveniently located for me to go anywhere else. It’s like Stockholm Syndrome in a way, but I still hate them.
