As a disclaimer: Please forgive the language I use below. All of the impolite words are directly from your employees.
Over the past few weeks, I’ve been considering the purchase of a home gym. After reading and asking around, I decided on a specific model that you carry. This morning, I visited your store at Westfield Shoppingtown Countryside – Sears #1415. This particular store is twice as far from my home as your other local Sears, but according to your website, the gym I wanted was in stock. I arrived at your store and went to your fitness section. I waited there for about 10 minutes to see whether any of your associates was nearby. None showed up, so I went to a nearby register to ask for help. Charlie, an associate in a black shirt, and Liz (I believe) in a white shirt were at the register. Liz suggested that Charlie page someone to handle the transaction, but Charlie said that he could handle it. Excepting the wait time for assistance, my experience so far had been pleasant.
I went to merchandise pickup to get the gym I had just purchased. I waited there for over 10 minutes before Wally, another associate in a black shirt, burst forth from the backroom doors and demanded to know from whom I had purchased the gym. I pointed in the direction of the register (which is in sight of pickup). Wally took off after Charlie, saying that he couldn’t believe the crap he put up with around here. Although they were 50 feet away from me, I could hear the two of them arguing about something. Wally came back and informed me that the store was out of the gym in question. When I asked him why Charlie had told me the store had 15 on hand, and why the website concurred, Wally informed me that the inventory system was often wrong and usually worthless. Wally then told me that he would call other stores to see if they had any in stock. I mentioned that I had made a special trip 30 minutes out of my way in order to get the gym today, and he didn’t even apologize for my inconvenience.
When we got to a phone, Wally called two other local stores. Neither of these stores had them in stock, which I expected – the website had already informed me of that. While muttering to himself that he couldn’t “believe the shit” that goes on at that store, he told me that Charlie claimed to have paged him, but Wally didn’t hear him. Wally then promised free home delivery for me, due to my inconvenience. He attempted to re-ring the transaction for another 10 minutes, and he then had to leave me alone again while he went to the office to straighten things out. When he finally managed to complete the transaction, he informed me that home delivery from the warehouse was unavailable. He then told me that the gym would arrive in the store on 5/13, and that he could have in on a local delivery truck on 5/14. I told him that if he could guarantee that it would be available on the 13th, and that someone from the store would call me when it arrives, that I would pick it up myself on the 13th. If I don’t pick it up on the 13th, I cannot be available to receive it until the 17th. All through the transaction, Wally kept muttering how much he hates working there, how much he can’t stand the shit that goes on there, and how he can’t wait to get out.
I have but a few questions for you.
[ul][li]Why do you have an inventory system in place if it is so unreliable? If (as I suspect) it is user error at the store level, then why is there not more training in its use?[/li][li]Why does one of your associates feel it appropriate to involve me in turf wars over the sales in his departments?[/li][li]Why, if Wally is so eager to leave, does he still work for Sears? His casual attitude toward customer service leads me to believe that I am by far not the first person whom he has treated in this manner.[/li][li]Finally, why should I continue doing business with you? I wasted an hour and a half of my only day off this week, when I could easily have ordered it for pickup without having left my house.[/ul][/li]
I work for a widely-respected regional retail company in a supervisory role. If one of my associates were to say “crap” in front of a customer, he would be suspended. If he were then to say “shit” in front of a customer, he would probably lose his job. I find the service level that Wally delivered to me to be entirely unacceptable. I was made to feel as though I were an inconvenience, and that my $481.48 purchase was simply an impediment to Wally’s leisure time.
I and my family have been faithful Sears customers for all of my life. We have bought all of our major appliances from Sears, and we in fact just spent over $500 on a refrigerator from Sears two months ago. Added to the purchase of this gym, Sears has made over $1,000 from my family these past two months. I have never been disappointed in your service until now, and it is extremely unlikely that I will ever be disappointed again because I do not intend to spend another penny in any of your stores. You’ve lost a customer of 25 years, and the family of that customer as well.
Sincerely,
My IRL Name
To Dopers:
Seriously, what the fuck? I’m serious that at my company, I would be fired if I were to continuously drop profanities in front of my customers. I would be severely chastised for telling any of my customers that our inventory system was worthless. I wouldn’t even think of blaming a coworker for problems in front of a customer. I drove home after leaving this place fuming. Absolutely fuming. I’m still pissed. This letter is going via snail-mail to Sears’ CEO’s secretary, because I am not putting up with this shit from anyone. I know retail is tough, but I don’t fucking care. You don’t fucking involve your customers with your fights within the store, and you sure as hell don’t cuss at them.