I was going through my correspondence yesterday, and stumbled across the following letter I’d written some time ago. Although I’m not usually much of a writer, it made me smile as I read through it, and I thought you guys might like to see it.
The context is that I had to send a car title to the insurance company, and they had sent me a UPS postage-paid envelope to use. I wrote the following letter at the end of a long day, fueled with frustration and caffeine. Lots of caffeine.
15 Nov 04
Dear Whoever at XXX Mutual:
I suggest that you get a new shipping company for these documents. UPS may work great for you guys, who ship hundreds of document packages a day, but it’s the pits for ordinary chumps like me.
You give four options for mailing your UPS reply envelope back:
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Return the envelope from your place of employment if UPS picks up on a daily basis.
The receptionist said that I couldn’t leave it with her because it wasn’t ARS. (It’s RS.) -
Drop off at a local UPS pickup box.
Yeah, right. Where are these boxes located, exactly? -
Use a UPS store.
Yeah, right. Where are these “UPS Stores”, exactly? -
Call UPS for a pickup.
Ah, that’s more like it; that sounds workable; that sounds convenient. After my rebuff at the receptionist, I called UPS this morning and asked for a pickup, here at work, before 3:00, when I go home. I was assured that they’d come and get it, but that there “might be” a $10 fee. (What, they don’t know if there’s a fee or not? What’s that all about? Does it depend on a dice roll, or something?)
Of course, here it is, 2:55 and no sign of them yet. (I say “Of course” because there was never any doubt in my mind that they’d fail to follow through; I’ve become accustomed to broken promises and incompetent service in my life, especially from delivery companies. You at XXX Mutual, with your hundreds of items a day, you can get good service; UPS will happily kiss your feet, promise you anything, and they might even show up on time for you. But a schuck like me they haven’t got time for; I’m just an irritation to them, someone to brush aside so they can get to the really Big Customers.) There’s a daily pickup from the lobby, but heaven forbid that the regular pickup guy could, like, maybe, call me when he gets here (like the gal on the phone said he would; I could just run down from the office and hand it to him. Because I can’t just leave it with the receptionist.). And even then, there’s that “maybe” $10 fee.
To heck with that stuff. I’m sending it US Mail. I know where the post office is (it’s right on my way home), and it ain’t gonna cost me any “maybe” $10 to send it. I strongly suggest that you get some other outfit to do your bulk mailings, because UPS just isn’t cutting it.
(Ah, here’s a prediction: If I were to call UPS tomorrow (but I’m not going to) and ask what happened, they’d say their man showed up, he called, there was no-one here. Liars. I’ve been at my desk all day except for three brief trips to the restroom; and I briefed my cube-mate on the whole thing, so he could cover if they called while I was in the can. You reading this, you know that’s what would happen, don’t you? You’ve had the exact same experience yourself.)
Sincerely,
Rocketeer
PS: And just a suggestion, not to sound snarky or anything, because I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at UPS; so just a suggestion, in the friendliest spirit: You might change the instructions on your pink “FORM INSTRUCTIONS” sheet to make it clear whether Washington owners have to sign the title or not. I guessed “not”.