Fantastic customer service! NOT.
-reading my name off a credit card or discount card and addressing me by it. Doesn’t make me feel special. Creeps me out. Especially because I don’t socially use the name printed on most stuff.
-asking me if I found everything I needed when I get to the cash register at the grocery store. Ya know if I haven’t found it by then, there’s no chance I’m giving up my space in line to run back and find it. As if the cashier could tell me where stuff was anyway. Someone out in the aisles who actually knew where to find stuff, now that would be helpful
-waiters not writing stuff down and keeping everybody’s orders in their head does not impress me with their mental prowess, it just makes me anxious that my salad will come w/dried cranberries when I specifically asked for them to be left off.
-waiters reeling off 5 specials w/ 10 ingredients each also does not impress me. How am I supposed to remember all that stuff? And tell me the prices dammit. You got a copier? Print the stupid specials out.