That RV Had Better Have Some Good Range!

, , , , , | Right | July 14, 2020

I’m talking to a young couple looking at an RV. The husband asks me if I RV, but I tell him that I can’t as I am working when there is good camping weather.

The husband asks me where I am going on holiday this winter and I say Austria. The cute little wife pipes up and says, “I have always wanted to go there and see the Koala bears!”

Both the husband and I look at her, dumbfounded.

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Unfiltered Story #197509

, , , | Unfiltered | June 20, 2020

(I have this interaction at least six times a day.)

Me: *hands customer credit card slip* I’ll need a signature at the bottom.
Customers: *holds up slip* You want me to sign this?
Me: *repeatedly slams head into desk* Yes, please.

Minivan Causing Mega-Problems

, , , | Working | January 9, 2020

(My uncle and his wife own a minivan that they love — it has every feature they like — but as time wears on, the car starts to show its age, so my uncle goes to a dealership.)

Uncle: “My wife and I really love this car, but it’s a little old and we want to see if we can get a new minivan that’s basically the same thing.”

Dealer: “Oh, well, we don’t make that particular model anymore, but let me show you what we have!”

(The dealer does everything he can, but nothing on the lot will satisfy; they’re all missing features that either my uncle or his wife really want, or are in some other way undesirable. Finally, trying his best, the dealer has another suggestion.)

Dealer: “Why don’t we go look at the used car lot? I’m sure we can find you a used car with exactly the features you want!”

Uncle: “Well, if you really think about it for a minute, I kind of think that’s what we already have.”

Dealer: *long pause* “Oh.”

(He looked so dejected!)

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Ten Out Of Ten For Inattentiveness

, , , , , | Working | January 9, 2020

I was in the market for a new car, but I kept putting it off due to the love of my old car, the apprehension of car payments, and the intimidating car-buying process. I had been driving my parents’ old car, sixteen years old, and for several valid reasons, they felt it was unwise and unsafe for me to continue driving it, so they took matters into their own hands. I had visited a couple of dealerships, performed a couple of test drives, and finally decided on what make and model, but was prolonging the choosing of the actual vehicle.

My mother made a couple of phone calls to different dealerships and got me a good deal at one that they had used before, but I would have to go in and actually negotiate. I have had poor experience with the company with servicing my old car, but since it was a different make, different staff, different managers, different building, etc., I figured it wouldn’t hurt to try them. The worker who had been talking to my mom passed me on to a salesman who was pretty nice. 

Throughout the entire process, from inquiries, to test drives, to negotiating, to actually buying the car, I provided all my details several times and on several forms. Yet each time we moved on to the next step, the salesman reverted my information back to my mother’s. I didn’t live with her, so he should have no reason to keep her information attached to me. This even happened after I purchased the car. He had me input my information electronically on their tablet, I also completed a form with the manager that they would give to the RMV, and still, all the information was incorrect. Good thing I noticed before they completed the registration.

After I drove off the lot in my new set of wheels, I awaited the after-sale survey and new buyer emails the salesman told me I would receive. No surprise, my parents received all the emails, and I didn’t receive any. I contacted the dealership again to change my information, and they told me they did after the second time, but I have yet to receive anything from them. My satellite radio subscription went to my parents, as well, so I had to take some time changing that, as well as the service rewards program. The survey also went to my parents.

I remember the salesman asking for all tens so he could get a bonus. I take surveys somewhat seriously, so while many aspects were tens, some were nines, eights, or sevens. I didn’t give horrible remarks, but I thought with all the oversights, giving all tens wouldn’t be truthful. 

He texted me later, asking if I had completed the survey, because “it was done wrong.” I played dumb, pretending that I never received it, reminding him that he had never put in my information correctly at any of the steps, so perhaps my parents received the survey. When it came time to do my 5000-mile service, I went to a different dealership and had my information transferred over.

I told my parents about the survey and the response — they each had accompanied me to different parts of the sale. My dad thought I should have given him all tens because it didn’t really matter. My mom thought I did the right thing. I kind of feel bad about the survey, but at the same time, I kind of don’t.

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Urgent: I Do Not Think That Means What You Think It Means

, , , , | Right | December 5, 2019

I work at a car dealership. It’s the Friday before a long weekend. We have a busy day booked already, but we anticipate that we’ll get some calls and drop-ins from people who want to go out of town for the holiday and neglected to ensure their car is ready until the very last second. We are correct, but one in particular really takes the cake. He calls and talks to two different people, telling them both that he wants to go to Yosemite and urgently needs to get his service done. They both tell him if he doesn’t want to make an appointment for a future date he can bring in the car and leave it with us and we’ll work it in between or after when customers who had appointments need their cars — our normal answer, holiday weekend or not. We know he’s an extra-special sort of guy because he tells both of them the same thing: we should do his car first because he’s more important than the people who scheduled appointments, and he feels it is urgent because he wants to be on the road as soon as possible. He insists that we have to do this for him.

Both of them tell him the same thing: no, but in a more polite way. They say they don’t have the authority to make that call. So, naturally, he wants to talk to a manager. He hangs up before being connected the first time — perhaps because he is So Important — but the second time does successfully speak to the head of the service department. The manager tells the customer exactly what the other two employees told him: bring it to us and we’ll work it in, but the needs of the customers who scheduled appointments come first because that’s why we recommend scheduling appointments. If he wants it done as soon as possible, the earlier he brings his car the better. He finally relents and says he will bring his car immediately, but we are not to lose sight of how urgent his needs are.

He does end up bringing his car in… almost five hours after he talked to the manager.

Gee, I’m sure sorry we didn’t hold off on working on any other cars until his arrived and was done like his original demand. Obviously, it was very urgent.

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