I understand the costs a
company saves by having an automated customer service system, but in my opinion
“automated and customer service” is an oxymoron. I can’t even begin to list the number of
things I have put off just because I did not want to deal with an automated and
out sourced customer help service. Tech support with our satellite receiver, internet
service, my new cell phone and getting my interest rates reduces on a credit
card, are just a few examples.
I just do not have the time to
call the company, enter all the requested info only to be given an answer that
has no relation to my question. Yes I always hit the pound key and the star key
like a mad woman in an attempt to get transferred to a real person. Most of the
time one of two things happens. Either I get an automated “thank you” and
disconnect or I get transferred to another automated system that tells me there
is a 20 minute wait.
So I rolled the dice and called
my cell phone company today to ask why, after following all the directions, I was
unable to log on to my internet service at home. I went through the automated
system and finely got to the option to talk with a real person. I had already
invested 30 minutes into the process by then, so I waited the 30 minutes that
really turns out to be 40 minutes of listening to a flute playing hard rock
music. At last the moment came where an automated voice told me I am next in
line. My victory of knowing that someone was soon going to be on the line was
quickly followed by shear frustration because I could hardly understand what this
person was saying. My call was put through to a foreign county call center.
Somewhere in her thick accent and broken English I believe she said her name
was Peggy. Peggy did not seem to understand anything I said. A little back and
forth and I understood that Peggy wanted me to repeat all my account
information that I had already entered in the automated system.
Several more minutes of
attempting to communicate my issue and I got the feared phrase, “let me put you
on hold while I check with someone.” This translated to another 10 minutes on
hold. Peggy returned and began to walk me through some steps only to realize she
was helping me set up my voice mail. Okay, l explained my issue to Peggy again.
I spent another 10 minutes trying to
re-phase my inquiry in an attempt to get an answer.
I know you have all been in
this situation. After investing over an hour in this senseless exchange and
trying to remain easy-going, Peggy told me she had no idea how to do what I was
asking. I know my tone of voice was getting edgy and I tried to refrain for fear
Peggy would hang up. We went back and
forth until Peggy told me that I was being transferred to a supervisor. The dreaded
transfer at best equates to several more minutes of flute music, at worst it
means the call would be disconnected and I would have to start all over. I was lucky
and the transfer was successful. Another person, a man named Jack claiming to
be a supervisor, began by asking me in broken English for all my account
information again, really?
About that time I had missed
several other calls from people trying to call me, I had to run to the
bathroom, let the dogs out and grab something to drink. I had been on the phone well over an hour and a half and was beginning to wonder if I really needed internet
service on my phone. My spirits were lifted when Jack at least seemed to
understand what I was asking. The answer was simple to him, if I could not log
on to my home internet service with my phone after following all the steps in
the manual, it had to be because my internet was down. I told him that my
internet was working just fine because I had my laptop open and was logged on
to my e-mail. Jack insists that it was an internet issue and asked me to reset
my router. That did not work so he
wanted me to unplug the router and wait 15 seconds and plug it back in.
Jack tried to convince me to
call my internet provider because it was a problem with them and not the phone.
I lied to him and told him I already called them and they checked out my router
and the issue was with the phone. Jack is stumped. He asked that I check to
make sure I entered my router password correctly, I did. Next he asked that I
shut my phone off and turn it back on, I did. Nothing. Jack declared that there
must be a problem with the phone and wanted to send me another one to replace
it. I explained that I had had the phone for two months and they had already
sent me a replacement phone last month because they could not resolve an issue
with sim card.
There was no changing Jacks
mind however. He insisted it was a defect with the phone and he was sending me a new one. I
asked that he look at my account for the service record so he could see that I
had had this phone for two month and had not been able to use it much because
after I first got it I had an issue and they had to send me a new sim card. Then there
was second issue after I installed the new sim card so I had to wait while they
sent me a new phone. I did not want to
wait another week for yet another phone. I told him to forget it I will use
this phone without the ability to log on to the internet. We agreed
and I hung up. That was two hours of my life I will never get back.
A week later I was putting the
phone in my purse and I dropped it. When it fell to the floor the back came off
and the battery went flying. I pick it up and put it all back together, turn it
back on and looked at the screen to make sure I didn’t break it. To my surprise
I got an icon telling me that I was connected to my home internet service. I
thought about calling Peggy and Jack to tell them the answer to my question was
to remove and replace the battery. But then I decided I really didn’t have two
hours to waste that day. https://www.facebook.com/ForSuchASeason
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