So I found this really nice men’s suit in Bloomingdales. It was 30% off which was a stroke of luck. Only problem is, they did not have my size. “No problem” says the clerk, “I’ll call around and find one for you from another store. You’ll have to give them your credit card number to purchase it and they will ship it to our store for you to pick up and alter if necessary. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Great! I’m happy and I leave the store to await my call. A day goes by. Two days. Three. Fourth day, I get tired of waiting and call the store. My sales clerk picks up the phone:
Me: Hello, I was in your store a few days ago looking to purchase a suit. You took down my name and number and promised to call me the next day to let me know the status.
Clerk: Oh yes. We don’t have the suit in your size but other stores do.
Me: (Ummm, okay, keep your cool). Great! Have you asked the other store to hold my size for me?
Clerk: Um, no sir. You did not give me your credit card number.
Me: (still in the zone). You told me I’d have to give the credit card number to the store that has the suit in order for them to ship it to your store.
Clerk: Well, yes…
Me: Okay, then can I have the store number so that I can call and reserve the suit and pay for it.
Clerk: Uhhh, I don’t know which store has the suit…
Me: (starting to simmer) I thought you just said that your others stores have the suit in my size?
Clerk: Well, they have the suits but I don’t know if they have your size.
Me: (really keeping the lid on it now) So you didn’t actually call any stores to check for my size. Why did you take my name and number and promise to call me if you had no intentions of following up?
Clerk: Uh, because the sale had ended the day after you came to the store.
Me: You told me in the dressing room in the presence of my wife that the sale would go on for another week.
Clerk: Well, they don’t always tell us when the sales will end.
Me: Well why did you tell me the sale would last another week? Besides, why are you assuming that I would not want the suit at regular price? Furthermore, I’m certain Bloomingdales will honour the sale price since I would have purchased they suite on the spot had you had my size.
Clerk: No sir. They won’t.
Me: (about to take a life) So you never actually tried to look for the suit. You expected me to just give you my credit card number for no apparent reason. You never intended to call me and as a result of your failure to do your job you’ve made me miss the sale. And now you tell me that even if you do find my suit you will not honour the sale price. Do I have that right?!.. Get me the manager please…
Fortunately the manager turned out to be great and very helpful. She promised to honour the sale price even if it took them several weeks to locate the suit in my size. They would even contact the supplier if necessary.
What has happened to pride in you work and service quality? Why do I need to go through this aggrevation and get the manager involved when it could all have been avoided if the clerk had just done her bloody job.