'Objects In Space'
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
Where is the land of the great customer service? Somewhere in Europe, I'm thinking, on the continent.
I think part of the problem is that while great customer service may stand out, good or just plain efficient customer servicer tends to be seamless and invisible, ime, and it's the bad customer servicer that tends to smack you in the face like a swung dead cat.
eta, crikey, I just typed servicer instead of service twice. This may mean I've been in QA too long.
Scandinavia! Also the Norwegian trains are THE BEST.
I've never had a problem with Amtrak customer service, probably because the only person I ever have to deal with is the conductor punching my ticket. That in itself makes it superior to air travel.
Perhaps Amsterdam?
Well, we all know that they have a maid who is mistress of her trade.
My lone non-Amtrak experience with trains was the year I spent in Australia. Cheap, clean, fast, convenient. Much better than the trip I took to New York on the overpriced slow-machine that was an Amtrak train.
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Where is the land of the great customer service? Somewhere in Europe, I'm thinking, on the continent.
Heh. Somewhere in Berlin, a friend of mine is in hysterics, and he doesnt know why. In the U.S., we are rich, selfish capitalists, and we expect excellent service. We are often disappointed in that, but... I suspect that in Europe, consumers would be impressed by the kind of service we'd grumble about here.
Or it could be that service jobs suck because customers suck, and therefore service is commensurate with customer behavior and with payscale.
Nah. I blame Amtrak.
A date of mine once told me a story about a friend's trip to Germany and said friend's Ugly American behavior toward a conductor while touring the country by rail. Suffice to say, the tale ended with the conductor shouting "The trains do not run to Auschwitz anymore!" in his face.
Suffice to say, the tale ended with the conductor shouting "The trains do not run to Auschwitz anymore!" in his face.
ouch.
Forget about trains, I'd like to see the return of massive Zeppelins. The "balloon" could be covered with cells so they're solar powered, and they could quietly and majestically waft across the land and sea in luxury.
ATTN: Jesse, sumi, Matt & Kristen
msbelle "When come back bring tape" Nov 28, 2005 4:03:58 pm PST
copied from ...Tape and crossposted in Natter.