Oh, I have one. A good one.
So, sometimes an employee from a store will call us to place an order if they don't have an item. So on this one call, I took the order, then asked to speak with the customer to gather her information. After getting her information, which mildly annoyed her, I then verified her order. At which point she said
"Why are you verifying this with me? Didn't you already do this with the employee?"
"Um, yes, but I just need to verify it with you just to make sure everything was right."
"So what you're telling me is that you don't trust your employees."
"No, that's not-"
"Well I'm offended for her. She's a hardworking employee and she's good at her job and she's been her for years."
"I'm sorry ma'am, I just wanted to make sure your order was right."
"I DON'T CARE IF IT'S RIGHT. IF ANYTHING'S WRONG I'LL DEAL WITH IT WHEN IT GETS HERE!"
And then she went into a ten minute spiel about how she;s shopped with them for years and she has never been so offended (by quality assurance) and that she's a busy woman and wants to be shopping and not wasting her time on the phone and blah blah blah. Oh, and she basically told me I need to buck against the system and tell my supervisors that we need to change our policy and tell people to never verify orders. I am serious. And then
"I'm sorry ma'am. I'm just following orders."
"Well I don't care. Just tell your supervisors."
*Sensing that she's finally done and I can get her off the phone.* "Okay, and, may I ask is your shipping address the same as your billing address?"
*In the same tone a teacher might use with a misbehaving kindergartner.* "Do I need to talk to your supervisor?"
"Um, no ma'am."
"Because I don't think you're going to tell them. Are you?"
"...do you want to talk to a supervisor?"
"YES!"
And so she turned what is usually a three minute call into a twenty-five minute call complaining about us wasting her time. Oh, and one other thing she said that I really hope wasn't true.
"And I've got a lot of women around me giving me thumbs up."
Oh how I pray there weren't really a lot of women supporting her insanely stupid rant. And if they were, I really hope they didn't get what it was about and just thought I was being rude. Because if I am one thing I am not rude to customers. Like, seriously, the guy who trained me gave me a French Apple Tart for excellence in Customer Service.
So, sometimes an employee from a store will call us to place an order if they don't have an item. So on this one call, I took the order, then asked to speak with the customer to gather her information. After getting her information, which mildly annoyed her, I then verified her order. At which point she said
"Why are you verifying this with me? Didn't you already do this with the employee?"
"Um, yes, but I just need to verify it with you just to make sure everything was right."
"So what you're telling me is that you don't trust your employees."
"No, that's not-"
"Well I'm offended for her. She's a hardworking employee and she's good at her job and she's been her for years."
"I'm sorry ma'am, I just wanted to make sure your order was right."
"I DON'T CARE IF IT'S RIGHT. IF ANYTHING'S WRONG I'LL DEAL WITH IT WHEN IT GETS HERE!"
And then she went into a ten minute spiel about how she;s shopped with them for years and she has never been so offended (by quality assurance) and that she's a busy woman and wants to be shopping and not wasting her time on the phone and blah blah blah. Oh, and she basically told me I need to buck against the system and tell my supervisors that we need to change our policy and tell people to never verify orders. I am serious. And then
"I'm sorry ma'am. I'm just following orders."
"Well I don't care. Just tell your supervisors."
*Sensing that she's finally done and I can get her off the phone.* "Okay, and, may I ask is your shipping address the same as your billing address?"
*In the same tone a teacher might use with a misbehaving kindergartner.* "Do I need to talk to your supervisor?"
"Um, no ma'am."
"Because I don't think you're going to tell them. Are you?"
"...do you want to talk to a supervisor?"
"YES!"
And so she turned what is usually a three minute call into a twenty-five minute call complaining about us wasting her time. Oh, and one other thing she said that I really hope wasn't true.
"And I've got a lot of women around me giving me thumbs up."
Oh how I pray there weren't really a lot of women supporting her insanely stupid rant. And if they were, I really hope they didn't get what it was about and just thought I was being rude. Because if I am one thing I am not rude to customers. Like, seriously, the guy who trained me gave me a French Apple Tart for excellence in Customer Service.