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As many of you might already know (or not know), I currently work for a shipping company researching packages which we've had a difficult time delivering, either because of wrong addresses or nobody being home to accept packages.

[livejournal.com profile] tviokh posted a "Note to Customers" from tech support earlier today, and seeing as how I'm going to have all of these problems with people today (I can pretty much count on that), I'm going to pre-rant here.

1. If I call you up and tell you that the package you shipped has an incorrect address, don't ask, "Why? What's wrong with it?" See, if I knew that, I wouldn't be calling you, would I?

2. Don't say to me when I ask if there's an apartment or room number you might have forgotten, "Yes. Why, is that important?" Tell you what. Why don't you come down here with the driver and knock on every single door of an apartment complex for him?

3. That room number thing? That goes doubly so for the Pentagon. You needto put that number on there. Know why? Because the Pentagon is fucking huge. A freaking PLANE hit it, and you saw how relatively small an area that damage was restricted to.

4. If I call you and ask for a phone number for the receiver, do me the favor of not asking, "Isn't there a phone number for them on there?" *headdesk* Well, of course there is. In fact, I already called the receiver and got his correct address, but I figured I'd call you because I sensed you'd be an interesting conversationalist. *eye roll*

5. While I'm at it, don't ask, "Did you try 411?" Ooo, what's 411? I have never heard of this strange code of which you speak. *end sarcasm*

6. Don't say, "But I've been shipping there for the last five years!" Yes ... yes, you have. And this week, they're not there anymore. I know it might come as quite a shock, but they may have moved and forgotten to tell you. Go cry yourself a river about everyone forgetting your existence, then come back, call their ass, and get their correct address. (These are inevitably the same shippers who will give me a phone number for the receiver, and when I call the receiver and ask about it, they'll say, "Oh, we moved from that address ages ago!" *headwall*)

7. Receivers, if I call you up and find out your address was incorrect, don't get pissed at me because "my package was supposed to be overnighted to me!" Yes, it was overnight shipping to the wrong fucking address.

8. Telling me that you're taking your business elsewhere is not going to make me go any faster. Personally, I don't care. And unless your legal name is Dell Computer, neither does the company.

9. Shippers, if I tell you that Bob Smith's address is wrong, don't say, "I know it's right. Try it again." I know this might be hard to understand, but our driver actually went to the door and asked for Bob Smith, and they said no one named Bob Smith lives there. Trust me, if we go there and try it again, they'll tell us the exact same thing. Bob Smith will not magically pop up in the living room and go, "Surprise!"

10. If you call because our phone number was on your caller ID and you think we were calling because we have a package for you and not because we might have gotten a wrong number, we reserve the right to go to your house and beat some ever-lovin' sense into you.

11. If you call up to track a package because we left you a message, but don't have the tracking number, we reserve the right to question any possible genetic link between your parents. We leave you a phone number and a tracking number, and neither one of those is left for our health, especially in a mental capacity.

12. If you call up to track a package because we left you a message, but say we didn't leave you a tracking number, expect us to call you rude names behind your back. Our phone messages are a script that every single one of us has memorized, and the last thing we leave, in excrutiating detail, is that fucking tracking number.

Date: 2004-05-10 07:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nute.livejournal.com
I'm sensing some repressed hostility here...

Date: 2004-05-10 07:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marag.livejournal.com
Ah, the wide and wonderful world of customer service. ::sarcasm drips all over keyboard, getting it sticky::

As someone who answers the phone at a large professional association, I have my own set of frustrations. You have my sympathies.

Date: 2004-05-10 07:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] azurelunatic
Repressed?

Date: 2004-05-10 07:45 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] longtimegone
AHAHAHAHAHA! OH GOD. I work in a restaurant, so I think I could write one of these for myself. That's fantastic!

New to your LJ, so I wanted to say hi. So...hi!

Date: 2004-05-10 09:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sincelastjuly.livejournal.com
OH GOD CUSTOMER SERVICE
*claws eyes out in sympathy*

Date: 2004-05-10 10:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dargie.livejournal.com
All valid points, but I have to add one from a shipper: If I put the right fucking address on it, and you guys misroute it to some other state (as has happened to me four times in the last few months) can I have the irate customer call you and scream about how they're going to sue if it isn't in their hands in the next five minutes? Because I'm tired of taking the flack for people who don't know how to do their jobs.

Date: 2004-05-10 10:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] apocalypsos.livejournal.com
Damn straight you can. (Of course, I'm not routing packages, so I won't get yelled at. :))

Date: 2004-05-10 11:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dargie.livejournal.com
It's actually the USPS that's been screwing up on me. I don't usually jump on them because overall they do a darn good job in spite of the fannish tradition that they lose everything. (Which, IMO, has a lot more to do with people forgetting to mail stuff than any failing by the Post Office.) I will say that they catch the problems and fix them, even if it does take more time than it should. And over the last three years of selling quite a lot of stuff, I believe they've only lost one item.

And in fact, I haven't really had any significant trouble with any shipper. You guys all do your jobs really well.

Date: 2004-05-10 12:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dawning-star.livejournal.com
I'm not a shipping clerk; I work as the secretary for my university's nursing department. I must say that, just judging from the calls today, it would not be remiss to make sterilization mandatory for some people.I simply love being called and asked about every department except the one in which I work. You'd think that if people want to attend a university, they could at least try to use the correct numbers. I also love it when they get angry with me when they misdial.
*unplugs phone*

Date: 2004-05-10 03:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lots42.livejournal.com
Don't you know? Nobody ever makes mistakes, it's always Fate or other people against them.

Date: 2004-05-10 05:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dawning-star.livejournal.com
Let's hear it for the US, proud to be the 'it's not my fault!' nation.

Date: 2004-05-10 05:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kkglinka.livejournal.com
Suite numbers? Don't be silly. No one needs suite numbers. Heck, that way, I can deliver all the office building mail to the first room!

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