A Sale That Took So Long You Graduated And Became An Adult

, , , , , | Working | October 8, 2019

(I’m working on a project at home when someone knocks on the door. I answer, and it’s someone with a clipboard and a jumpsuit from [Electric Company]. Note: I’m in my 20s and own the house.)

Salesman: “Hi there. Is [Name] home?”

Me: “No?”

Salesman: “Oh, okay. Is your mom home?”

Me: “My mom is dead. And before you ask, no, my dad isn’t here.”

Salesman: “So, they just left a child home alone?!”

Me: “Sir, I own this house. I pay the utilities. I’m very much an adult.”

Salesman: “Oh, then let me tell you about—”

Me: “Stop right there. Do you think I’m going to at all be interested in your services now?”

Salesman: “But we’re cheaper than [Current Electric Provider]!”

Me: “Actually, I looked into it when I bought the house. They’re cheaper and have far better customer service. Please don’t come back.”

(I shut the door in his face. A few hours later, I get a knock on my door again. The same salesman is back.)

Me: “Sir, what could you possibly be offering that I haven’t already said no to?”

Salesman: “Well, we offer a student discount! You could save even more—”

Me: “I’m not a student.”

Salesman: “Of course you are! We offer—”

Me: “Sir, I asked you not to come back. You’ve instead returned to harass me more.”

Salesman: “I’m just trying to save you money!”

(My dog, a very large German Shepherd, decides to poke his head out between me and the doorframe. He apparently doesn’t like the salesman, either, and starts growling.)

Salesman: “I, uh, will mark you down as not interested!”

(He didn’t come back.)

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Working In Billing Is Not Their Calling

, , , , | Working | August 3, 2019

(My mother has become ill, and I have to take over her finances. I call all of the utilities to have them send the bills directly to me. This works fine for all but one company.)

Me: “I would like to change the address of the bills so that I can pay them for my mother.”

Customer Representative: “She has to call us.”

Me: “She is in the hospital and can’t be reached. I can answer all of your security questions.”

Customer Representative: “She has to call us.”

Me: “So, you just need a female voice? I can have my girlfriend get on the phone.”

Customer Representative: “She has to call us.”

Me: *frustrated* “Okay, then please make a note in the file that, from now on, all the bills will be paid late, because I only come down here every couple of weeks.”

(Long pause.)

Customer Representative: “Okay, where did you want the bills sent to?”

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The Company Is Behaving Childishly

, , , | Working | June 4, 2019

(My sister and I are waiting for someone from the gas company to check our heating, which won’t switch off. We’re both adults that still live with our dad, and we lost our mum recently enough that we’re still telling companies that she’s gone. We’re first expecting a call to tell us when they’ll be there, which happens around midday. I am unable to take it, so my sister takes it. Despite being the same age as me, she has a much higher voice, making her sound a lot younger. This is how I’m told it went.)

Sister: “Hello?”

Technician: “Hello, this is [Gas Company] calling about your appointment today. May I speak to your mother?”

Sister: “Well, no.”

Technician: “In that case, we will have to reschedule the appointment. Goodbye.”

(They hang up, without asking to speak to another adult or letting my sister get a word in edgeways! She is so freaked that she has done something wrong that she doesn’t tell me until several hours later, as I am starting to wonder why we haven’t had a call yet. I am pretty calm about the whole thing but I know our dad, who is out and under a lot of stress due to, you know, his spouse dying, will not take it so well, so I volunteer to tell him when he gets back from work. I can barely get the beginning of the story out before he starts freaking out, only pacified when my sister starts crying from the stress. He calls the next day to try and figure out what happened and got this.)

Dad: “We were supposed to have a technician come round, but because they didn’t let my adult daughter get a word in edgeways, they assumed that there was no need to come!”

Customer Service Rep: “I’m sorry to hear that. Can I get a reference for the appointment?”

(Dad gives it, and the poor rep finds this piece of information.)

Customer Service Rep: “According to the technician, they did come to your house, but no one was in.”

(This, everybody, is absolute rubbish. My sister and I were there all day waiting for them in a room at the front of the house, facing the road! They did not show up. Ever. Dad told our side of the story and we eventually got the heating seen to, having wasted time and money on a problem that would have been solved a lot earlier if someone hadn’t assumed that no mother = no adult, and then lied about it.)

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Recycling Is Not For Lazy People

, , , , | Friendly | April 10, 2019

I come to a recycling center and park my car on one of several smallish areas they have that can fit about three cars side by side. All the other spaces are empty. I have multiple paper bags as well as a large trash bag full of recycling filling up my back seat. A helpful employee brings over one of their large plastic bins to empty my recyclables into.

Meanwhile, a fancy convertible with its top down pulls in right next to me. It has one single trash bag with recycling sitting in the back seat. Just as I open my back door on the side that’s next to the convertible, the driver gets out of his car. He’s a healthy-looking guy in his 30s, and taller than me. Not thinking anything of it, I start emptying my many paper bags into the bin.

The guy is standing right behind my back, on the other side of my open back door. And standing. And standing. I slowly realize he’s staring at me. It seems creepy, but I just continue emptying my recycling into the bin.

Finally, after a couple of minutes of silent glaring at the back of my head, in a grating, annoyed voice, he goes, “Excuse me.”

I turn toward him, confused. “Um… yes?”

He goes, again, in an even more pissed-off tone, “Can I pass?” turning his gaze pointedly at the trash bag in his back seat and then glaring back at me.

Bewildered, I look at the fully open top of his car, at the trash bag in it which is at most two feet away from the other door of his car’s back seat, at the obvious fact that all three other sides of his car are completely unimpeded to access by anything whatsoever for at least a dozen feet around, that this man definitely looks stronger and more able-bodied than me, and that I’m certain he pulled in several minutes after me and deliberately parked very close to my car.

I look back at him incredulously. He’s still glaring at me expectantly, with an aggressive posture, getting more and more annoyed. He’s clearly indicating that I’m blocking his access out, against all reason and physical evidence to the contrary.

In this area of the city, I think better of risking getting into an altercation with a man, so — still in sheer disbelief — I go through pushing away the awkwardly heavy plastic bin, closing my back door, and moving out of his way. He impatiently and quite pointedly walks through the narrow space between our cars where I’m standing warily pressed against mine, then very easily grabs his trash bag out of his back seat and finally walks off.

I just stare after him, blinking slowly. Did that really just happen? Just how lazy and entitled can a person be?

Then, I open my door again, bend over, and reach all the way into my — non-convertible — car to haul out my full, large recycling bag from all the way over on the other side of the back seat, without any difficulty or complaining.

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Unfiltered Story #140358

, , | Unfiltered | February 14, 2019

So this customer wants to get service with a company I’ve represented and done sales for for about 4 years. She wants service features that cost a one-time fee of $100 but her husband doesn’t want to pay the $100. I agree to cover the $100 OUT OF MY OWN POCKET. We also give her an EXTRA $60 device FREE of charge. On the day the service is due to be hooked up the technician doesn’t have the equipment and mistaken says to the customer that she will have to pay the $100 for the equipment (she has my direct number and instructions to call me if she needs anything). She instead calls everyone but me until I hear that she is having an issue. I call her to explain that we are still going to cover the $100 that EVERY other customers has to pay but she is upset because she says she didn’t know I was a 3rd party. I say to her, “ma’am it doesn’t matter. Your customer service is better because you are able to contact us directly instead of having to call into a 1-800 number. She is still mad. She feels mislead. In spite of the fact that she is the person asking for special treatment that she would NEVER get from anywhere. We extend her every courtesy available and instead of being a normal human being decides to hang up on me and start texting me nonsense about how she should have went through the company directly. Just another example of a customer too focused on being ad instead of focusing on getting satisfied.