The Gimp Rant #51 – Kindness and Customer Service

It started off like any other meal after a hard day at work. I was getting together with a friend whom I’d not seen for most of what had been a very long winter season in Indianapolis. I was tired, a little grumpy from a busy day in the office, and I desperately needed a couple hours of good old-fashioned relaxation.

Truthfully, I wasn’t completely thrilled about our agreed upon location of the Johnny Rocket’s in Circle Centre Mall in downtown Indianapolis. It was nothing against Johnny Rocket’s, in fact I love the food and the atmosphere, but it had much more to do with not wanting to hang out in a busy downtown mall surrounded by loud shoppers and the growing crowds of people gathering downtown for the National Rifle Association’s national convention going on this very weekend in Indianapolis.

However, my desire to see my friend outweighed my desire to be fussy about our location and, on the flip side, it was only two blocks from my office and required very little effort to get there.

So, I dutifully left my office shortly after my 4:30pm quitting time and wheeled on over to the mall to do a little shopping before our planned 5pm dinner. After a few minutes of shopping, I decided to head on over to Johnny Rocket’s and enjoy a few minutes of 50’s music and people watching before my friend’s planned arrival.

I was greeted enthusiastically by Vee, a young woman who greeted me with a warm smile and the kind of friendly warmth that made me wonder if I’d stumbled into a 50’s version of “Cheers.” I told her that I had a guest joining me in a few minutes and she led me over to a table near the back of a rather large dining area. While her next action could have been considered a faux pas, the graciousness with which she accepted my feedback and fixed her error quickly made it a huge plus in her favor – the table to which she’d led me happened to be against a four-top set against a back wall. When she pulled out a chair to allow my wheelchair better access, she inexplicably pulled out the chair facing the wall.

Now then, who actually wants to eat facing a wall?

I thought about it a few moments. After all, I could easily wait until she left and change seats myself. Alternately, I could have also accepted this “assigned” seating.

That was unlikely, especially given that I had a guest arriving.

After a few seconds, I simply asked “Do you mind if I sit on the side here? I don’t really want to face the wall.”

She looked at me. She looked at the wall. She smiled. Then, she said “Duh, I should have known that.”

She quickly changed the seating in a way that both acknowledged she could have selected better AND, better yet, she actually fixed it without a change in attitude. It was awesome.

She stated my server would be with me in a moment and left. My dinner guest arrived within a few moments and Vee, by now established as our server, arrived with just as much warmth and enthusiasm as I’d been greeted only a few minutes earlier.

I’ll admit that I’m a sucker for kindness. I’m willing to forgive just about any mistake someone makes if, in the process, they radiate kindness and compassion.

This meal was, quite simply, one of my most enjoyable dining experiences in quite some time. While I was certainly thrilled to be able to gather with a friend after a long winter, it was the friendly, engaging, and enthusiastic service of Vee that really made the night complete.

Vee was attentive without being invasive.

Vee was friendly and engaging, but not flirty or contrived.

It’s so common anymore to feel like you’re being rushed out the door of a restaurant even as you just arrive at the table. This friend with whom I’d gathered for dinner and I have been friends for over 20 years, and I have fond memories of numerous late nights sitting over dinner at Applebee’s or Denny’s or any other business open late where we would sit for hours while enjoying a meal, talking, laughing, and otherwise relaxing for anywhere from an hour to a few hours. That doesn’t happen much anymore.

Have you been in an Applebee’s lately? You’re pretty much offered two refills of iced tea before you’re left alone with the not so subtle hint of “It’s time to go now.”

So, this evening was something special. Vee actually served us without ever serving up a hint of “Aren’t you guys done yet?” In fact, at one point we were aware that we’d been there what was likely a bit longer than their usual customer and I explained to her “We haven’t been able to see each other all winter and are really catching up.”

How did she respond? She basically responded with a “That’s wonderful. There’s no rush. It was a really hard winter, wasn’t it?”

Then, she unexpectedly kept serving us iced tea even as we lingered and offered us an iced tea to go.

But, then we didn’t quite go right away.

So, she served us another iced tea in glasses.

The entire time she was outgoing, friendly, sociable and warm. She joined in every time Johnny Rocket’s did their little sing-along dances (If you’ve never experienced this, I recommend it).

In terms of my disability, she was also a server who didn’t just “deal” with it but seemed genuinely comfortable with it. With ease, she would sit down at the table when talking to me which, if you aren’t aware, is a natural way to establish eye contact with someone who is sitting. She kept a healthy distance, but was equally attentive to both my guest and I. You’d be amazed how often when I’m dining out with someone that they will address all their questions to my guest. It’s a not so subtle “disabling” of my personhood. Vee avoided this kind of behavior beautifully.

In short, Vee served up perfect service because she not only served incredibly well but she did so with kindness and enthusiasm and the kind of engaging personality that most restaurant managers wish they could teach to everyone.

By the end of our meal just shy of two hours after our arrival, I’d enjoyed a good meal, great company, and simply fantastic service that made me ready to tackle the world again and made me realize that kindness can overcome just about any obstacle including a busy mall, a crowded convention, and a tired and grumpy gimp.

 

The Gimp Rant #48 – Fried by KFC Again

It was only a month ago that I found myself lamenting the arrival of winter with what seems like an annual disparaging of businesses that neglect to consider the needs of folks with physical challenges when the weather starts to get a little rough.

As an adult with a disability who works full-time, lives alone, and has a full and active life, “just staying home” is simply not always an option when the roads get tougher and accessibility becomes an even bigger issue.

You’ve heard me scream, cry, yell and otherwise bash local businesses that fail to clean their parking lots, shovel their wheelchair ramps or, even worse, have a frequent tendency to plow their snow into parking areas designed for those with physical challenges.

I’ve even had managers say to me before “It’s the most obvious place to plow it, because most disabled people don’t get out in this stuff.”

I guess I’m not “most” disabled people. I take my life seriously. I take my work seriously. I take my commitments seriously and, while I’m certainly not hesitant to cancel my plans for safety reasons, the simple fact is that I will always give my very best.

About a month ago, I blasted the Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant at 62nd & Keystone Avenue in Indianapolis because of their disregard for customers with physical challenges. Almost 72 hours after a storm had left six inches of snow on the ground, I arrived to their restaurant anxious to get out of the house and enjoy a nice meal only to be met by fully snow-covered accessible parking spots and a wheelchair ramp that had been completely neglected.

I wish I could say this is rare, but it’s not. I contacted KFC corporate after leaving my blog post on their Facebook page and was pleasantly surprised to receive a cordial (but obviously formulaic) written response by U.S. Postal that included a $5.00 gift check for their obvious failures.

Now then, if you’re anywhere near the Midwest this year then you likely already realize that it’s been a heck of a winter and we’re not even officially halfway through it. Indianapolis is reported to have already had our fifth snowiest record on winter and we’re coming off our second snowiest day ever that just occurred a little over a week ago.

We’re all worn out. We’re fatigued. We’re tired of the cold. We’re tired of the Polar Vortex. We’re tired of snow.

I can tell you, in all honesty, that under the best of circumstances winter is hard when you have physical challenges and this year has represented anything but the “best of circumstances.” I’m physically exhausted. My home is a mess. I’m dealing with skin breakdowns. I’m in a lot more pain than I usually experience. There are days that I come home from work and I don’t even take off my coat for hours.

Who am I kidding? There are days I’ve slept in it.

But, I’ve been a trooper. I’ve missed a grand total of 8.5 hours of work because of the weather (outside of the one day that my employer gave every employee) and that was mostly because my car wouldn’t start and the roads were too nasty for anyone to get to me to help out.

This likely means that I feel a wee bit whinier than I do during many winters, but it also means I’m feeling far less sympathetic with those who say “It has been a rough winter and we’re doing the best we can.”

If this paraplegic, double amputee with spina bifida can manage to get my butt to work through several inches of snow then I’m thinking you can manage to shovel your sidewalks and clear out your parking areas. On top of it all, I’ve been managing to get to the hospital at least every other day faithfully to visit my seriously ill mother.

Simple? No. But, it is your job. If you don’t want it, then I’m sure someone else would be happy to have it.

So, today I decided to KFC up on their apology and spend their modest $5.00 peace offering by visiting the scene of the crime – the KFC at 62nd and Keystone Avenue. As we’ve had over a week since a serious storm and a couple days since 2-3 more inches fell, I had complete faith that my concerns would have been addressed and I could relax before an expected moderate storm was due to arrive this afternoon.

Boy, was I wrong.

I arrived at the KFC and was stunned to drive into the parking lot and see that, once again, their accessible parking area was completely snow-covered and the wheelchair ramps had a good 3-4″ snow covering on them – far more than I’m willing to tackle these days. So, I immediately left despite a tremendous temptation to call up the restaurant and say “Would somebody mind getting off their lazy a** and actually clearing out the wheelchair ramp?”

I resisted.

I wish I could say this was exclusive to KFC, but it wasn’t. It was particularly distressing given that I had already contacted their corporate office to express my concerns, but KFC was far from the only violator today.

Panera’s at Glendale? You sucked today. Your accessible parking area was a joke and you did nothing to address people illegally parked in the blue-striped spots next to accessible parking spots. As a result, I couldn’t visit your restaurant.

Pizza Hut/Taco Bell (Not surprisingly, the same parent company as KFC)? You also sucked.

Burger King at 56th & Emerson? You also sucked for the second time this winter…this is particularly bothersome to me since you know for a fact I regularly patronize your location. No more.

I finally found a restaurant, Arby’s on Keystone Avenue, that had clearly made an effort to clear their wheelchair ramp (as evidenced by it being mostly clear and having been salted). You win. You got my business and will be getting it much more often.

I came home and immediately wrote another e-mail to KFC Corporate as follows:

In early December 2013, I contacted KFC Corporate regarding my concerns at the lack of handicapped accessibility caused by the KFC location at 6154 Keystone Avenue in Indianapolis failing to shovel their wheelchair ramps over 48 hours after a snow had rendered them unusable by anyone with mobility issues or utilizing a wheelchair.

In a response dated December 19, 2013, KFC I received your written apology along with a $5.00 gift check. I appreciated your response.

Today, January 18, 2013 at approximately 1pm, I attempted to revisit this same location to use the gift check and was again greeted by a completely inaccessible restaurant with a completely unshoveled wheelchair ramp (the rest of the sidewalk had been cleared). While I certainly recognize that Indianapolis is having a rougher than usual winter with higher snow amounts and colder temperatures, at the time of my visit it had been nearly 48 hours since the most recent snow left less than 3″ of snow on the ground on top of some yet to melt.

This leads me to seriously question the sincerity of your apology for your restaurant’s previous failure because either: 1) You didn’t bother to communicate my concern to the location or 2) My health and welfare has been blatantly ignored.

I consider either option completely unacceptable and I hope you do.

I will be blogging about your continued failure to consider the needs of your customers with physical challenges. I am always open to a blog update and would love to be able to report this issue satisfactorily resolved. Most of all, I hope you take this as an opportunity to re-train your employees regarding their legal and customer service obligations in meeting the needs of all their customers.

Thanks for your attention.

Richard Propes

Let’s see what happens next.

The Gimp Rant #47 – A Visit to Steak n’ Shake

Date of Visit: 1/12/2014 @ 1:30pm

I am not someone who believes that the customer is always right, but I am someone who believes that the business that figures out how to respect the customer even when they’re wrong is going to be the business that really comes up a winner.

Yesterday, I celebrated a break in Indianapolis’s nasty weather of recent days by driving around town, running errands, and treating myself to lunch at Steak n’ Shake, 5635 West 38th Street, on Indy’s Westside. I ordered one of their $3.99 specials, a triple steakburger plain with french fries, and my customary unsweetened iced tea. They were just starting to get busy when I arrived, a fact that meant that everything was just a wee bit slower than usual. When my food arrived, I couldn’t help but notice that the sandwich had cheese on it.

Ordinarily, I’d have probably said something but they were busy and despite the fact that cheese doesn’t typically rest well in my system I decided not to bring it up. I also assumed, uh oh, that it was most likely an error in the kitchen and that my bill would end up being correct. There’s a great comfort in being a somewhat boring eater, because I can say without hesitation that I did, in fact, order the sandwich plain because I always order the sandwich plain.

But, that’s where I screwed up.

I made no attempt to register my concern about the sandwich and, as nearly any restaurant manager will tell you, if you bring it up after the food has been eaten then 99% of the time the restaurant’s policy will be “no refund” or “no adjustment.” It’s a reasonable policy because, after all, virtually anyone could say “That meal was awful” if they knew that they were going to get a refund for eating it anyway. While my server didn’t check back until several minutes after my meal was done, the simple fact was that I had the option at any point to flag her down and chose not to do so. Regardless of the reason, I was wrong  when I mentioned to the server at the end of the meal that I had actually ordered the meal plain as it is described on the menu. Being a conscientious server, and boy I wish I’d gotten her name, she said she would ask the manager if an adjustment could be made. After a few moments, she returned and explained, as I already knew, the restaurant’s policy being as already described here.

Again, the manager was clearly following policy and it’s a reasonable and responsible policy. It was explained politely and, quite honestly, I knew that I’d screwed up by not mentioning the meal concern up front.

Here’s the kicker.

The server, clearly going above and beyond, explained that she had paid for my drink to make up for being unable to get the adjustment done.

Wait a minute. A server? Out of her own pocket?

Wow. Talk about being riddled with guilt. Talk about being really impressed.

So, for the cost of about $1.00, this server gave her restaurant some outstanding publicity and provided customer service that went above and beyond even while still honoring her restaurant’s fair policy. As a result of that stellar, simple act of customer service I ended up tipping her, you guessed it, an extra buck and swearing to myself that I was going to be sure to share my absolutely delightful experience.

Great job, Steak n’ Shake! You clearly empower your employees to give terrific customer service!

 

Gimp Rant #46 – Let The Holiday Customer Service Blahs Begin!

Under the best of circumstances, being a consumer with a disability can be quite the challenge. From out of reach consumer goods to inaccessible aisles to people who think it’s okay to take that parking spot for “just a minute,” daily life as a consumer with a disability requires patience, commitment, a sense of humor and, perhaps most of all, an assertiveness that allows one to speak up when needed.

When winter arrives and well through the holidays, every challenge gets magnified as weather becomes a factor and, despite the hoped for holiday spirit, people tend to come closer to acting like grinches than any ole’ St. Nick.

Tonight was a terrific example of customer service gone awry.

At my first stop after a long day at work, I found myself hoping to grab a bit to eat at the Kentucky Fried Chicken across from Glendale Town Center on Indy’s Northeastside. This is a location I’ve visited on a few occasions, and despite the lack of logic in having a wheelchair ramp in back of the the restaurant I find it to be a fairly relaxing and friendly restaurant and worth a bit of extra trouble. Interestingly enough, tonight’s visit proved to validate one of my greatest concerns about having the accessible parking spots behind the restaurant even with the appropriate ADA-compliant spaces and ramps. I’ve observed before that it seems like snow brings out the worst in retailers and restaurants – either the snow is piled into the accessible spots (which tend to be roomier than other spots) or they simply are ignored. I can only guess that there’s an assumption that customers with mobility issues won’t get out when it has snowed, an assumption based upon faulty stereotypes and most assuredly not the case with this paraplegic/double amputee who works full-time and lives independently.

As I pulled up to the parking spot, I immediately felt the enthusiasm drain from my body as it was clear they hadn’t even bothered plow the parking spots or shovel the wheelchair ramps/curb cuts. As a result, I couldn’t have possibly wheeled through the spot without getting my clothing significantly wet and, most likely, I’d have ended up crawling in order to get up the ramp. Besides the obvious issue of opening themselves up to serious liability issues, it’s simply ridiculously poor customer service to not clean your sidewalks and the ramps that provide assistance to those with mobility issues or disabilities. This was several hours after the snow in Indianapolis had ended, so there was plenty of time to address the issue. As a result of this failure, I ended up leaving the Kentucky Fried Chicken and visiting the Pizza Hut across the street that acted like they wanted my business by actually having their parking lot plowed and the ramps cleaned.

After having dinner at Pizza Hut, I decided to do a little bit of shopping at the Target at Glendale Town Center. I’m a regular customer of this Target and a faithful customer of the chain. I’ve recently been visiting a loved one in the hospital quite frequently, and one of the ways that I decompress is by stopping into the local Target because it’s relaxed and the people are friendly. While I’m not a huge fan of retailers during the holiday season, I really only needed a couple items and wanted to check out a couple other items. Plus, I was just in the mood to relax.

As I noted, customer service issues at Target are quite rare as opposed to a visit to Wal-Mart where actually getting good customer service feels like divine intervention. At Target, good customer service is so normal that it’s expected and as a consumer with a  disability I appreciate that dependability.

Unfortunately, they dropped the ball tonight.

As I was getting ready to check out, I immediately looked for an express lane since I only had a couple items. Several lanes were open, this is the holidays after all, and I was pleased to find an express lane with only two people ahead of me. I got into line and the first person went through without a hitch. The person in front of me was checking out when a young woman I’m assuming to be a supervisor came in and told the cashier to shut down after “that one,” which I assumed to be after me since I was the last person in the line. So, I waited in the line and the person in front of me finished. The cashier turned off her light and left.

Um, what?

The supervisor hadn’t said a word to me about changing lanes, hadn’t asked me if I’d be willing to change lanes and, quite honestly, hadn’t even bothered to look at me. I had the same experience from the cashier, who simply turned off her light and stepped away from the cash register without a word to me.

Now then, I get the whole ebb and flow of customer service. I understand that lanes close down, but when you have customers in line and you haven’t bothered to say anything to them then it is more than reasonable for them to expect to be served. If you intended to cut the line at the customer being served, then it’s basic customer service to look at the customers in the line and to assist them in changing lanes. I had to get at the end of another line, despite the fact that I had just waited in a line, and I received no consideration or assistance (and, quite honestly, being in a wheelchair and quickly turning a shopping cart isn’t exactly easy).

Did the supervisor actually intend for the last customer to be served and the cashier misunderstood? Then, the supervisor should have been paying attention. Plus, the cashier should have been trained to do the right thing anyway. It was clearly bad customer service to shut down a line with a customer in it.

Did the supervisor actually intend to shut down the line at the customer being served? If so, it’s inexcusable that nothing was said to me and no assistance provided in switching lanes.

The problem would have been so easily solved by either – 1) Serving me and ending the line since I was the last customer in the line or 2) Establishing direct contact with me and apologizing for needing to close the lane and assisting me in getting promptly served in another one.

That’s basic customer service and it wouldn’t have had me rushing home to blog about the “rude” supervisor and cashier at Target.

The Gimp Rant #44 – The Car Search Begins Again

It was just about four years ago that I found myself writing a series of blogs on “The Gimp Goes Shopping” that would prove to be among my most popular posts in my early days.

They were the “car blogs,” a series of posts I wrote about my search for a used vehicle in Central Indiana. I learned a couple of valuable lessons by writing these blogs – 1) Most Central Indiana auto dealers do monitor the web for news & views about area car dealers and 2) This blog has proven to be a therapeutic outlet for the often stressful journey towards buying a car.

As a brief recap, I found myself so angry at Blossom Chevrolet that I swore I’d never go back. I haven’t.

I found myself incredibly irritated by a “hard sell” approach at Andy Mohr Nissan.

I didn’t buy from Ray Skillman Kia, but I found myself impressed with their approach. I’d previously bought a vehicle, probably my best ever vehicle, from Skillman and kept them on my short list of potential dealers.

I had a few other encounters but, in the end, I found myself at Tom Roush Lincoln Mazda Mercury’s used car lot in Westfield Indiana. While the process of buying the vehicle was positive and I obtained exactly the financing I’d sought, the car I bought from Roush ended up being a piece of crap and, quite honestly, that nixes them from being on my short list this time around.

During my car buying journey four years ago, one of the dealers who responded to my blog posts was Hare Chevrolet, a Noblesville, Indiana car dealer rather famous locally for their strong focus on being particularly friendly to the female buyer. Of course, it probably helps to be co-owned by two females.

But, I digress.

I’ve long been impressed with their ads and have heard positives (and negatives) before. However, they aren’t exactly convenient for me and every time I’d checked out their website nothing had proven to be particularly interesting. However, the person who’d contacted me was so completely enthusiastic (I silently sensed their sense of gloating at my rather scathing reviews of some of their competitors) that I vowed the next time around that I would give good ole’ Hare Chevrolet a chance – as an added bonus, I’d noticed on their website that they do work quite intentionally with accessible vehicles which, of course, I do require.

So, a few weeks ago I began scouring websites and doing what I affectionately call “drive thrus” of local dealers.

I have a few pet peeves when it comes to auto dealers:

  • I hate it when you give me “the motion” – You know the one? Where you come out of the showroom and stand at the edge of the lot and basically say “Come over here” with your finger. Um, no. I don’t think so. If I wanted to talk to you, I would. This is what happened at Sharp Cars of Indy on Pendleton Pike. (As an aside: I have to chuckle. My other pet peeve involves spelling/editing. I drove by Sharp at one point and their big banner out from had a major typo on it. I mean, seriously. If I can’t trust you to check your banners, why would I trust you to check a vehicle you’re selling me?).
  • I also hate it when dealers, quite intentionally, block their lots in such a way that you can’t possibly do a “drive thru” without encountering a sales person. I know. I know. They’re in it to sell cars, but I can still be irritated by it. While I will give some credit to the sales person, Jeff, for not being overly high pressure, it just irritates the heck out of me that I have to park my car and get out of my car at Bob Rohrman’s Eastside Hyundai on East Washington Street. This obviously creates the obligatory face-to-face encounter (To Jeff’s credit, when I said “Let me look first” he did), but more importantly it’s a pain in the butt as a customer in a wheelchair. While I had requested follow-up by e-mail since there wasn’t a vehicle I wanted on the day I visited, Jeff texted instead. I will admit I found this a bit bothersome, but overall this was one of my better experiences.
  • I also get really irritated when it’s obvious that someone isn’t listening. I ventured over to Butler Fiat to check out the Fiat 500, a car that continues to strike my fancy. This was, so far, one of my most serious encounters because if that car had proven to be wheelchair friendly there’s a pretty good chance I’d have bought it. LOVE those cars. Unfortunately, while the back seat is sufficient enough to hold a wheelchair I found that the space between the driver’s seat and the back seat was insufficient for actually getting a wheelchair into the car. I was hugely bummed, but asked the salesperson if they had any other 2-door vehicles with automatic transmission. Of course, I explained a bit more about my price range. The next three cars he tried to show me were all four door vehicles, because he thought they made sense for a wheelchair. I wanted to say “So, were you listening?” or “So, you’re valuing your opinion over that of the customer who has been IN the wheelchair for his entire adult life?” When you toss in the fact that Butler Fiat is fairly new and HORRIBLY inaccessible for wheelchair using customers, I had no real desire to see them end up with my cash.
  • It also seems like every single time I start looking for a vehicle, I end up finding at least one sales person who is just plain obnoxious. This encounter happened at Ray Skillman Kia, where I’d done a quick drop in because I do have a friend who absolutely loves her Kia. I asked a simple question “Do you have any 2-door Kia vehicles?” to which I got the response “I’m sure we do. I can’t think right now of what it is…Let’s go inside and I’ll get the material.” To this, I responded that I didn’t really have time to go inside right now (which was true). This went back and forth a few times at which point the sales person said “Well, for as long as you’ve been talking you could have come inside and gotten the material.” To this, I responded “I hope you realize you just blew a sale.” I have to admit that this is my one and only negative encounter with Skillman, but it was huge for me.

But, I suppose I should also really get back to the Hare Chevrolet encounter. Because I am in a wheelchair, I tend to do a lot of research online rather than dragging my butt out to every car lot out there. So, I’d been watching the Hare website quite a bit and finally found a vehicle in which I was particularly interested. The Hare website makes it very clear that they do have “internet specialists.” I take this to mean that they are comfortable with internet inquiries and e-mail communications.

Think again.

As is fairly customary, you click on a vehicle and then have the option of submitting for additional information or, as Hare puts it, “Get Sale Price.” To me, this implies that, perhaps, the vehicle either has an internet price or a sales price lower than the marked price (If you visit the website within certain hours, you also get the pleasure of dealing with a customer service “pop-up” that allows you to immediately ask questions). In order to submit for information, you MUST provide first and last name, phone number, and e-mail. There is also a space for comments. In the comment area, I asked a couple basic questions about the vehicle in question and I stressed that I have a hard time taking calls during the day because of my job and I would prefer e-mail contact initially. As this was a late night inquiry, I was well aware that I wouldn’t receive any response until the next day.

So, what happens?

I’m sitting in my cubicle at work the next day when, you guessed it, I look down and realize that my phone is ringing. I ignore it as I always do during my work day but, at lunch, I check my messages and realize that they’ve called and left me a message.

“Hmmm. That’s a bit Irritating,” I think to myself. By mid afternoon, they’d called again.

No e-mail.

By late afternoon, however, I get an e-mail response and think to myself “Finally!” However, instead of answering my very specific questions they completely neglect to even mention the vehicle about which I’d inquired and instead give me a generic “When can you come in? We’ve got many used cars to choose from” spiel.

I decide to give her the benefit of the doubt. After all, maybe the name/phone number were simply forwarded to her and she didn’t realize that I’d asked specific questions. So, I “reply” directly to her with my questions. A day goes by and, you guessed it, another phone call.

This is followed shortly thereafter by a rather abrupt e-mail informing me that she’s “tried several times to get a hold of you.” I will admit that I was very tempted to fire off a “Actually, you’ve only tried once to get a hold of me the way that I asked you to do so,” but I held it in and responded with another inquiry regarding the specific information I was seeking about this vehicle.

This time, it took a couple days to get a response (which included a weekend and a Monday). On Tuesday, I received an e-mail and phone call encouraging me to come in so they could appraise my vehicle. I was a bit more firm with my e-mail response this time and said very clearly “I am not yet at the point of wanting to come in. I am wanting you to answer the questions that I have asked on multiple occasions.” I again explained the question again and, lo and behold, this time around I actually ended up getting a response by e-mail informing me the car was still available and informing me of the price (which was, in fact, not a sales price but the same price as was on the site). I did some research and decided that the deal wasn’t quite right, but responded with a brief description of what I was looking for and informed her that I’d continue watching the website. I’d actually intended to explore the possibility of an accessible vehicle, but I had such difficulty getting an answer that I decided not to explore it. She tried a couple of other times by both phone and e-mail to encourage me to come in, but I’d made it clear that I didn’t see a point in coming in until I had a vehicle I was specifically targeting.

Finally, she went away and I was secretly relieved. This sure wasn’t the fantastic customer service I’d been expecting. I came away from the experience wondering why it had been so difficult getting e-mail contact even after an explanation had been offered as to why I needed it. It seems like such a basic thing for a company that proclaims themselves to be internet friendly to be able to answer basic questions by e-mail, but I came away feeling like they’d been trained to absolutely chase down phone contact no matter what. Then, of course, it also made me wonder why they were so hesitant to put basic information in writing.

In other words, it didn’t build the trust.

Then, a couple days ago I found myself again exploring the Hare website. I must confess that I really hesitated to contact given my previous encounter. However, I really found myself interested in a particular vehicle and the deal that was advertised for the vehicle. It was advertised in “Traders Deals & Wheels” and on the Hare website. So, I checked out the website and realized that the car could very well end up working with a wheelchair. I tried to again submit an inquiry related to the vehicle and included, once again, very specific questions with the request that contact be by e-mail. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get the button to submit. So, I did some research and found the appropriate used car vehicle contact for the dealer and e-mailed my questions and my request for e-mail contact. I did invite him to forward my inquiry to an appropriate sales person, but requested e-mail contact. In fact, since I was writing by e-mail I didn’t even give a telephone contact number. I will admit that I was tempted to request that my contact not be the previous associate with whom I’d dealt, but I figured that wouldn’t happen anyway since it wouldn’t be an internet inquiry.

The response? Well, to their credit it was an e-mail response. It went like this “Hey Richard, this is “so and so” from Hare Chevrolet. Give me a call at…”

Yes, I am intentionally leaving names out. Having now had two encounters with similar responses, it seems likely that this approach is more corporate philosophy than individual choice. Don’t get me wrong. I understand the concept of building relationships and the importance of phone and face-to-face for customer service.

I get it. I understand it.

But, really? Your response to my very specific questions and accompanying explanation of why I need e-mail correspondence is a one sentence e-mail casually written with a “call me” statement that doesn’t answer any of my questions and appears to completely blow off my inability to call?

I have no doubt, Hare Chevrolet, that you’ve made many people happy with your female friendly focus and your “family” approach to business. However, I clearly have different expectations that have simply not been met and there’s simply no way on earth I’m traveling all the way to Noblesville nor taking time out of my work day to give you a call when you don’t have the decency of basic customer service – respecting a customer’s wishes and asking simple questions.

The car search continues. I have faith that I will find a car dealer who actually acts like they want my business and also manages to sell quality, affordable vehicles.