I moved not long ago, and the only service I could get at the new place was U-verse. At the former place, I had been stuck with AT&T DSL and phone. They couldn’t just change the account, they had to close the old one and open a new one. Eh, whatever. I wasn’t happy still being stuck with AT&T, but this didn’t seem unreasonably.
A few months later, I found that they had screwed up processing my last payment on the old account, and it was still open. There’s no magic “Fix This Particular Stupidity” button on the website, so I called the only customer service number I can find. It asked for my phone number, and I entered the number for the relevant account. It gave me the runaround for a while, then connected me to an allegedly live person. This person fumbled for a while, then figured out he couldn’t actually do anything about the account, because it wasn’t a U-verse account. Apparently phone accounts are handled elsewhere. He politely offered to transfer me there, and I accepted.
“Elsewhere” is a previously undiscovered circle of Hell, populated by demons that take the form of phone menus.
After I got transferred, the phone rang a few times, then…belched, more or less. Then the chipper voice that had originally asked for my number returned and asked for it again, only it was a bit less chipper. Distant. More scratchy and distorted. I patiently entered my number again, and got a familiar runaround, then spoke to a live person. After some tail-chasing, I asked her if she was U-verse service. Yes, she was. I informed her that the last U-verse person said they couldn’t help and transferred me. She agreed that was proper procedure and transferred me again.
The phone rang a few times, then…gagged on a frog that was belching. The chipper voice returned, now a horror-movie shadow of its former self, whispering through a wall of static. At this point, I had learned to circumvent most of the runaround, and was soon speaking to–well, shouting at–a live person. Who couldn’t hear me, and whom I could barely hear. I could make out just enough to tell that this person was–shock–U-verse support.
I gave up. But hey, it’s just a few glitches in their IVR. It’s not like they’re a telecom company, which would surely be competent enough to manage its own communications setup*.
Oh, wait.
*I’m in telecom myself, and understand what was wrong. The IVR (Integrated Voice Response) system was set to route calls to the default customer service number if it they weren’t answered quickly enough, but that number had been set to automatically forward to U-verse support. Every time I went through the loop, I got two calls deeper in a literal game of Telephone, as U-verse “support” kept forwarding me to themselves.
tl;dr: Preach it, Inter Alia.