Pre-Order Disorder
(I go into a CD store to preorder an album, something I’ve done at this and other locations several times.)
Cashier: *finishing process* “Okay, we’ll have your copy waiting for you on the release date. You can come in and pick it up that day and we’ll call you to confirm that it’s in.”
(Fast forward to the release day. Six pm rolls around and still no call. Thinking I’ve been missed on the call list, I decide to stop in.)
Me: “Hi, I have a preorder for [Album] under [My Name].”
Cashier: *checking preorders* “I can’t find it. Did we call you?”
Me: “Honestly, no. But I figured you may have gotten busy and didn’t get a chance. It’s not a problem, though.”
Cashier: “If we didn’t call then it isn’t in yet.”
Me: “Okay, well, I was told it would be in today. Do you have a sense of when it might be in?”
Cashier: *doesn’t make an effort to find out* “No, we’ll just call you when it comes in.”
(I wasn’t angry or upset when I came in, but after that I am a little ticked. I decide to look around, if only to mellow out a little. I happen across a display with at least 12 copies of the CD I am there to pick up.)
Me: *sets CD on the counter* “Hi. You had said these weren’t in yet.”
Cashier: “They’re not. We’ll call you when they come in”
Me: “So that display over there isn’t for sale yet?”
Cashier: “I don’t know, but if we haven’t called you then it isn’t in.”
Me: “Well, then, just ring me up for this copy and cancel my preorder.”
Cashier: “I don’t know if I can even do that but I can try.”
(Lo and behold, everything went smoothly. I got the call five days later that my preorder had come in.)