Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
And bingo...
Stupid support call.
I have an amount that UCLA Medical says I owe them that's been in dispute for months. During that time, they've sent the amount to collection. Every time I receive a bill, I call collections to say that it's in dispute, and I'm not paying it until the dispute is cleared.
I had to tell today's guy to calm down. I also had to ask him if what he meant was that calling the collections company was no use, and that I should be talking to UCLA Medical instead.
That's what he should have volunteered, instead of repeatedly snapping at me that I'd told them it was going to be removed from the bill the last time I called.
Especially since I never said that.
Now
I have another supporty call to make. To UCLA themselves. Oh, the joy.
Did they threaten you with paycheck garnishment? Bad credit rating? Repossesion of your head?
The problem they had was that blind people can't hear them coming like regular cars.
Oh yeah.
They should make that burbling sound the flying cars on
The Jetsons
made....
The other thing I think Joel on Software may have over simplified is the rude waiter/old lady/owner sitch. If the lady has been coming there forever, she may have the waiter/waitress she likes and likes how they handle her. Now other waiter probably has his own way that his regulars like. Now because Mike didn't treat her like Julie always does, Mike was rude.
And I don't think saying, "Huh. We've never had a complaint about him." is out of line.
Except I think that was a wrong response. At the very least the owner could have asked:
"rude? Exactly what did Mike do that was rude?". It probably is not smart to dismiss a customer complain without at least hearing the specifics.
That sucks, ita.
Collections people, in my experience, are...hm. I don't like them...not only because they have called me asking for money, but because their general attitude is, unfailingly, one of barely suppressed rage.
But I get it, you know? I myself am fortunate that my job doesn't involve calling people and asking them for money. I imagine that collections people get quickly embittered because 99% of their phone calls are met with instant hostility.
So, it's like collections is the pitiable lesser cousin in the "customer service" family. You feel kinda sorry for them, if you think about it.
But you still wanna smack 'em in the nads with a shovel for being insufferable fuckwits.
"rude? Exactly what did Mike do that was rude?".
Even that (as phrased)could be interpreted as challenging. I'd got with even more vague "Oh? Why don't we go discuss this [where ever that is not within earshot of everyone]?" and go from there. It presumes nothing, labels no one.
Amazing what a little backlighting can do...
I had a collections guy calling us all the time for the previous resident of our house. It took a lot of calls before he believed that we were indeed not the people he was looking for.
Except I think that was a wrong response. At the very least the owner could have asked:
"rude? Exactly what did Mike do that was rude?". It probably is not smart to dismiss a customer complain without at least hearing the specifics.
To combine the two would be best, but I do think she should know that for whatever reason most people don't respond to Mike as being rude.
I have a huge Mama Bear feeling about most bartenders, waiters and waitresses, as they get an almost daily amount of abuse and disrespect. Be nice to one table and they complain that you bothered them during their business meeting, try to stay out of their way and you weren't attentive enough. Some people want a serious waitperson, others want one who will have a little fun with them. Anything and everything in that business is their fault, from the wait time to the food.
So in general, I think if a waiter or waitress has no complaints and one person gets her hackles up, she's probably wrong. It's an assumption, sure, but there you go.
Bartenders...well they have slightly different rules.
Did they threaten you with paycheck garnishment? Bad credit rating? Repossesion of your head?
I cut him off before he could get more than snippy. I felt like a playschool teacher.
Now I'm on the line with UCLA Practice Plan, where I just had a woman who's not the one I spoke to last month read me the notes taken by the woman I
did
speak to. Well, that was exciting. After the previouslies, it seems music is next. Soft jazz it is, while she goes over to the chick's desk to find the fax I sent three weeks ago.
Someone
needs a content management system, or at least electronic fax management. I wonder if they'll hire me for much money.