Customer Service Vignettes
Recently I have been thinking a lot about loyalty and what guides my purchasing decisions as well as where (and what) make me loyal or disloyal to those decisions.
On Tuesday night, I went to dinner with my mom for Downtown Restaurant Week. It is a great opportunity to dine at a restaurant downtown cheaper than the usual fare. We both have been looking forward to this for a while and I hope we make it a tradition. This year we chose to dine at the Top of the Riverfront, a restaurant that “rotates” the dining floor so you get a 360 view of the St. Louis skyline as you eat your dinner. The view was great, the food was fine, but the service was about as bad as I can remember in a place of that caliber. We were finished dining and had to wait close to 45 minutes to get our check, which leaves a sour impression in your mind.
First impressions mean a lot in relationships, but sometimes the last impressions stick with you even longer.
Later Tuesday night, I went to a concert to see my favorite artist, Joshua Radin. I had made plans to purchase a shirt and picked one out online but was really disappointed when the shirt I wanted wasn’t available at the show. I would get over it, but I was hoping to take home a souvenir from the show (and save on shipping). Towards the end of the show, Joshua was bantering about the new genre he made up to classify his music, whisper rock. He explained about it and said he thought it was such an interesting concept that he made a shirt about it and explained it. Right then I made the decision I was not going to leave without my souvenir and that shirt was now more desired than the original one.
Letting someone into your head makes then feel more comfortable and every type of relationship more worthwhile.
Every year the students of Notre Dame create a shirt and sell it to fans and students. It helps out the student fund and is another tradition I have every year. This year I received my shirt and the first time I wore it, I had a sticky blue spot on my upper arm. It wasn’t a huge deal, but I did have to scrub and pick it off in the shower. I sent an email to the ND bookstore, just saying how I was a loyal customer and wanted them to sell the highest quality stuff since I hold the University in the highest regard. I was not desiring my money back or anything, just wanted to let them know the situation. I never received a response back thanking me for bringing it to their attention, or apologizing.
The only thing worse than not handling a situation at all, is to handle it wrong.
My new phone has a proprietary USB connector, and all that was included with the phone was an adapter from mini USB to the proprietary connector. It worked fine, but I didn’t want to have to take it off (and possibly lose it) when I needed just the mini USB cable. I bought the cheapest USB cable on ebay and spent a total of around 4 dollars with shipping. I wasn’t expecting much, but got the package that contained a USB cord and a cd-r that wasn’t labeled or anything. The CD was in broken English and all I could figure it was trying to get me to install a driver. The cord never worked, and I sent a couple emails back and forth to the customer service department, with them eventually believing me that the cord may just not work, so they sent out a new cord (at no charge to me). Today I got it in the mail, and the new cord works flawlessly. I am sure on my transaction they lost money, and I knew what I was getting into by purchasing the cheapest cable I could find. But at the end of the day I have a positive feeling about the transaction, it very easily could have had a poor resolution.
Sometimes it is worth it to just make the situation “right”, no matter what that means.
Anyone that knows me knows how important my dog is to me. She is my best friend, and has greeted me in my best times, and helped me through my lowest. As a result of that, she is spoiled rotten. One of the things that is completly unecessary that I do for her, is to send her to the groomer. I drop her off at Petsmart and she gets the full treatment, brushing, bathing, teeth, the whole nine yards. I love when she smells good, and she seems happy as well. I have been taking her for over a year to the same store, and today they called and left a message on my phone reminding me that it is around time to make another appointment. From the message I could tell it was the same message delivered to everyone and the caller was just going through the motions to get to the next call, but more disconcerning for me was the fact she kept calling my dog, Morgan, “HE”. Morgan is a ambiguous name, but she has been there quite a few times, knowing her gender would be the least they could do.
The only thing worse than not handling a situation at all, is to handle it wrong.