What we are liking...

  • Today I am HIGHLY recommending two Peter Thomas Roth products, Instant Firm and Un-Wrinkle cream. Used it for the last movie I did, "Almost Broadway". Big thanks to ULTA Beauty in Burbank, CA for putting me on to it! A must have for ladies who are over 21!!

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Fun with Service Providers and Leaf Blowers...

About a month ago I had to call AT&T because my new cell phone kept shutting itself off. So I called AT&T which is one of the biggest telephone service providers in the USA.

They have an automated voice system and I already know it only understands an American accent.
Me- (in my best English accent, I’m not giving in to a machine) Speak with a representative.
Phone- (in fake happy, computer generated American accent) I’m sorry I didn’t recognize your
request.
Me - (like Mary Poppins) speak with a representative!
Phone- (see above) I’m sorry I didn’t recognize your request. Please choose one of the following options. For billing press 1. To upgrade press or say 2...etc.
Me - (more slowly...even condescending, if you like) speak with a representative.
Phone - you can speak or dial your selection.
Me - (louder) speak with a representative!
Phone- I’m sorry I didn’t recognize your request.
Me. Oh my God. SPEAK WITH A REPRESENTATIVE.
Phone - I’m sorry...
Me - (in absolutely OTT ludicrous American accent) SPEAK WITH A REPRESENTATIVE! SPEAK WITH A REPRESENTATIVE! SPEAK WITH A REPRESENTATIVE!
PHONE- Would you like to speak with someone from Customer Services.
Me - Yes!! Customer Service. Oh my God. YES!
Phone - I’m sorry....blah Blah blah.
I finally get a human being on the other end who insists on calling me Mrs. Anna, after everything  she says ( I get the feeling English is possibly not her first language). She thinks I think my phone is off when the screen goes black. I tell her no, I’m not stupid. It’s going off...completely.
She can help me with that.
She transfers me to some one else...I have to explain everything all over again.
Again she think I’m stupid, calls me Mrs. Anna and suspects that I am either inadvertently turning it off myself or I’m thinking it’s off when the screen goes black.
I try to explain again, politely but you know, this is dragging on a bit now.
I state VERY clearly once again that I am NOT stupid etc or any of the above. So, then they need my order number but they can’t hear me properly on their end. Am I pressing some buttons on my handset??
No. I say. Absolutely not. I’m not pressing anything. There ARE no buttons, it’s a touch screen!
All I can hear is beeping Mrs. Anna. She says.
Well, maybe that’s another thing that’s wrong with my phone...I suggest. It was a refurb after all.
She says she needs to call me back on my land line cos this beeping thing is impossible for her to handle. When I hang up I see that the side of my face has been continuously dialing the numbers 7 and 9 on the virtual keypad on my phone’s touch screen...But at this point I feel customer service doesn't need to be informed of that.
She calls me back on my land line. That’s better. She needs numbers and info from me....But suddenly there is an incredible noise outside my house. The leaf blowers are here. It’s my weekly assault by dust and antiquated gasoline fueled garden machinery.
Now I’m the one who can’t hear! What the F**k is she asking me??
I’m sorry...what? I say. Still nothing, it’s no good. The machines are too powerful. Hang on.. I say. I move to the front room but they are out the front too. It’s absolutely deafening. Sorry, WHAT!!? I say. She tries again but it’s still no use...
Oh my God will you PLEASE just bloody shut up!! I scream into the ether.
I’m sorry Mrs Anna, she says... No, no not you I say, it’s the gardeners...they are so bloody loud, I wish they wouldn’t bother to be honest, I mean it’s only ever dust that they blow about and I’ve nearly always got my washing out there when they come so I have to dash out and well... anyway... I’m so sorry.

She needs that number one more time but can’t understand a word I’m saying until I give it to her in an American accent. So finally, I fold. I complete the entire rest of my call with her in my fake but very convincing American accent. This woman must think I am schizophrenic at best. But anyway, I’m American, she can hear me... and now we’re cooking.
There’s a lesson in there somewhere.

4 comments:

  1. Yep. I get the exact same thing in Canada.....try asking for water.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Really? It's mad right! Water eh? Don't you end up with a load of mud then? : )

      Delete
  2. Some tips: 1)Ask for their name, say it and be polite (yes, even to the operators in Philippines or India), 2)Ask for the supervisor 3)Ask for the retention department (that's where you nicely suggest you may quit their plan because you have another offer)...As much as we may be pissed, being nice makes me feel better, after all they specifically are not at fault. :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Great tips. I must add that I am ALWAYS MOST respectful and polite to EVERYONE I deal with on the phone. Even foreigners and especially Welsh people.

    ReplyDelete