Everybody has $50 just lying around doing nothing, right? Or maybe another $70 to throw around for someone to come spray some weedkiller on your 1/4 acre lot, a third of which is even grass, yeah?
Well I don't. And what I thought was just a $50 service fee to 'treat' my lawn turned into a $120 hit to my bank account, because TruGreen FAILED to be up-front with their services to my wife.
Read the fine print, people. Or better yet, make sure you hear all the details when signing up for this 'lawn-care service' company. Even better: DON'T SIGN UP WITH THEM.
That $50 you all have just burning a hole in your pocket, I'm told, is an 'initial start-up fee,' for some guy to come look at your lawn, rub his chin, scratch his head, pretend to take some notes and say, 'Well, we need this chemical for so-and-so timeframe, and in 7 or 8 weeks we'll be back out to put more crap on your lawn. At which time we'll charge you another $70.'
But back to that first $50. Fifty bucks. Wow. I could have gone to Ace, bought a fertilizer bucket with some wheels, picked up some no-name spread and still had change to go to Subway for lunch. And you wouldn't know the difference driving by my place in May.
Instead, I got to pay for some dude in a uniform to 'assess' my lawn with all his landscape knowledge, and THEN I got charged a whopping $70 for the actual treatment. My bank account is now $120 poorer. Did I mention I have money to burn? Oh, I didn't. Because I DON'T.
When I called to complain, I got a somewhat sympathetic person who simply said, 'I'm sorry you weren't completely aware of the service charges.' And refused to reverse any charge. Have a nice day.
So just remember, if you have a spare $50 just sitting there not knowing what to do, whatever you do, don't go to dinner. Don't go get some wine or bourbon. Don't go get your wife some flowers. Don't give it to your kids for chores or good grades. Don't spend it on gas for your car. And certainly don't save it.
You'll need it for some dude in a lawn-care uniform to 'assess' your lawn. Because, apparently, that $50 is worth more than anything else you could spend it on. RIPOFF.