Customer Service @ Circuit City
Because I've managed customer service functions, I've come to expect high quality customer service from other businesses. As a result, poor customer service is a major pet peeve of mine.
I'll be traveling and attending out-of-the-office meetings more often in my new position, so I am now in need of a laptop. To my surprise, I was given:
- A list of specs the laptop must have
- A wad of cash to make a purchase (or actually, the company credit card number and a budget)
- The freedom to go buy the thing myself
No objections here!
I started out by shopping online. In fact, I was on the verge of making my purchase from Dell, when I decided to visit a couple of retailers to check out their stock first.
I started with Best Buy and an office store. Associates at both places were quick to offer me assistance and talk me through the features. The fact that I was in the market for something more "high-end" seemed to stimulate their zeal.
Then I went to Circuit City. Not only did I need to track down someone to help me after spending quite a bit of time browsing, but it almost seemed as though I was inconveniencing the sales person who got stuck tending to me. To top things off, the guy eventually had to take a phone call and then never came back!
Fortunately, I had gathered enough information to make a decision.
Unfortunately, it appeared that my best bet was going to be a computer I had found at their store...although I carefully considered buying elsewhere out of spite.
After deciding to make the purchase, I had a hell of a time tracking someone down. At one point, a manager walked by...he didn't acknowledge me...but I flagged him down to let him know that I was ready to buy. And even then, it still took a while for a store employee to make their way over to me. Come on, I was making a sizeable purchase...the quality of service should have reflected that. But, it didn't.
Coincidentally, the same manager I encountered earlier happened to be around when I was checking out. Sensing my dissatisfaction (and probably noticing the total on the sale), he made a puny attempt to rectify the situation with flattery.
"Hey, thanks for being so patient earlier ma'am."
I responded with a confused and somewhat sarcastic look.
In retrospect, I now wish I would have said something witty in response. Perhaps something about my patience being long gone...or whatever. In fact, while typing this entry, I considered changing that part of the story to make myself sound more heroic. But I decided against it.
The point of this story: Customer service at Circuit City sucks.