The job I’m currently doing is at a travel agency. I do a lot of things, but the task I was hired for is to take people’s requests for a copy of a ticket or itinerary and fax the copy to them so they can submit it with their expense report.
A few weeks ago, I had a problem with my internet service. I kept calling them and asking what the problem was, if my bill was delinquent, and when it might be fixed. They kept fobbing me off with non-explanations and assurances that it would be up “soon”. Finally, I called them and literally screamed and cried on the phone. It was up within an hour. Of course, that had just as much to do with the fact that it had taken me that long to get punted to a person who was both competent and responsible. I called him back and apologized, and got his name. I wrote a letter of complaint to the company. I didn’t know the names of all the people who’d been BSing me, but I did mention this guy as the only one who’d done anything for me. Although that may have been a mistake; they may end up thinking that he was a putz and everyone else gave me a hard time.
When dealing with the internet service, I made sure to always have my customer number at hand, and sometimes gave it before I was asked. (One of the twerps pulled up the record of a different account, one that was one digit off from mine.) I also kept track of the other number they gave me to track the repairs, and I had info about my hardware, which they didn’t ask for. I didn’t give any vague answers, or assume that they knew anything I didn’t tell them. But they didn’t communicate with me. If a problem takes time to fix, then it just does, and I was open to being patient. They kept telling me it wouldn’t take long, and it wouldn’t have, if they’d gotten off the dime. It almost literally came down to someone flipping a switch, something that could have been done three days earlier.
At the travel agency, I get a lot of the information piecemeal. People ask for their ticket copies from May, so I search from January to May 31, in case they bought one of the tickets that far in advance. (It happens, and the database sorts by day of purchase, not day of travel.) People e-mail on someone else’s behalf and spell that person’s name wrong, so I e-mail back and ask, “I don’t see a Kadiddlehopper in the database; maybe it was purchased under a different name?” People ask me to send it interoffice. Once someone e-mailed back to say she never got her copy, and ultimately it turned out she’d told me the wrong mail code. So now I suggest faxing, then assure them that finance will accept a faxed copy (they do for everyone else!) and if they just have to have it sent, I keep a Xerox and check the next day to make sure it was received. And that’s not counting the people who don’t give me a fax number, or the woman who changed her fax number and didn’t tell me. Now I always ask.
Man: I want to get a sweater for my wife.
Clerk: What size does she wear?
Man: She shops here all the time; don’t you know her size?