No offense to the people manning the call centers. Their English is generally impeccable, but my American accent, and their Indian/British accent, are just ‘off’ enough that it seems that I have to repeat every third thing I say to them, and vice versa.
I’ve had to deal with call centers in India a lot lately, and it’s never over anything simple, because I deal with all the simple stuff online if at all possible; it’s only when I’ve got a nonstandard problem that the company’s website doesn’t have a means of dealing with, that I call customer service. Like an automated service from United Airlines calling my cell phone. Or trying to give XM Radio the promotion code (and the - get this - activation code for the promotion code) on a radio that had been stolen, to get credit for free activation on the stolen radio, and get the credit for three months of free service applied to the new one. Or trying to find out from Amazon why an order placed on December 2 had completely missed arriving in time for Christmas, and was showing an arrival date of January 10-12 - complete with order numbers that were disappearing and reappearing online while I was trying to explain the problem to the customer service rep.
I’m used to having complex conversations with people whose first language isn’t necessarily English. But if you’re in the same room where you can see the person’s lips and gestures, and where none of the sound gets lost - unlike over a phone line - a lot less gets lost. Telephone conversations about complicated subjects with someone halfway around the world who speaks English well - but not at all like I do - just isn’t working for me.
What it comes down to, I think, is that I’m willing to do business with other airlines, online retailers, or whatever, even if it costs a little more, if their call centers are in an English-speaking country. Because it seems lately that difficult conversations with call centers in India are taking large chunks of time out of my life, in a not particularly pleasant way.
The trouble is, you don’t find out where a business’ call center is, until you actually have a nontrivial problem, of the sort their website can’t handle. And by then it’s too late, and you’re stuck, because you’ve already forked cash over to them. Damned if I know what to do about that. But it sure sucks.
Not much of a rant, I realize, but after spending an hour on the phone with XM this afternoon, I needed to vent. If you’ve read this far, thanks for listening.