Service please?

I was listening to the radio the other day and heard a piece about how bad the British are at customer service and how this is further damaging attempts made to recover the economy. Now this might seem a slightly sensationalist opinion but how many of you would now rather make purchases online so you don’t have to deal with rude shop assistants, bank clerks or ironically named ‘customer service’ staff’?

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We recently had to find a piece of correspondence as proof of address, but we realised we didn’t actually have anything as we now do almost everything online, because heaven forbid I should have to speak to an actual person. In a time where businesses should be pulling out all the stops to get us to part with our ever decreasing disposable income, I feel like I’m just a burden to a member of staff who would rather be doing anything else except helping me. I have lost count of the number of times I have been into a shop and had to wait by the till for more than five minutes to be served as the staff are too busy unpacking stock or chatting to actually make the transaction that actually pays their bloody wages. I’ve even seen staff spot people looking for assistance a dart out the back door so they don’t actually have to help. Get out here you lazy git and help me!

With unemployment at record levels these people really need to be pulling their fingers out because if they don’t want to do their jobs there are literally hundreds of others who do. I spent most of my early years in jobs that centered around customer service, waitressing, shop assistant, barmaid etc and no they aren’t the most glamourous of jobs the basic remit for all of them was ‘smile, be polite and don’t steal from the till’ hardly rocket science. So why as a nation do we suck at customer service?

I think some of it stems from the British reserve, we aren’t very good at boundaries and tend not to like people ‘getting in our faces’ so we find it hard to balance good customer service with being too over the top and personal. I worked for a sports chain years ago (honestly me and sports do not go, I had the interview and they asked me if I had trainers and tracksuit bottoms, he might as well have asked me if I had genital herpes the look of disgust I gave him but I got the job anyway) and they had a very American philosophy about customer service which was ‘sell, sell, sell but don’t make it look like you’re selling’. We had to talk to every customer who came through the shop door and try to get them to part with their cash by any means possible. I was crap, I’m not a salesperson and I cannot get people to buy things they don’t want but I was polite and I smiled and if anyone asked me for help I would always do my best, even if it meant running up and down two flights of stairs five times to get them the right trainers. The company has subsequently gone under as the management could not be persuaded away from their overly aggressive sales techniques, that we British just seem so awkward at. You could see us coming a mile off, the slightly desperate smile, the over rehearsed questions, the stalkerish behaviour; it was embarrassing and we looked like knobs.

This however is no excuse for the rudeness that seems to have permeated the UK service industry. This lackadaisical attitude that turning up is enough is not going to help the beleaguered economy.  A recent house viewing lead us to ask for an evening viewing to which the estate agents replied ‘we don’t do evening viewings’ we then told them that we really like the property but we wouldn’t put in a offer unless we could see it in the evening.  The agent flat out refused and they lost a potential sale and the house is still on the market. Ummm hello, you are charging these people several grand to sell their house and you can’t even be bothered to do a viewing half an hour later than usual, you absolute wanker. I want to go and put a note through the door of the house and advise them to change agents as they are shit.

What winds me up the most is people openly whinging  about customers, I hear it all the time. No wonder people are going online, they are hardly made to feel valued by the places they frequent. Openly moaning about customers and their unrealistic expectations will only drive them to other vendors who will reach those expectations while you sit there wondering why your business is failing. Yes people are a pain in the arse but if your livelihood depends on them you are gonna have to suck it up and adapt to changing market place where people have less money, are less likely to part with it and are going to expect more for what they pay out. Or get a job where you can be mean to people and get paid for it, Daily Mail journalist maybe?

If you want people to tear themselves away from the internet you need to make it worth the while of them getting off their arse, now you ain’t likely do this on price so good customer service is what you are left with. It’s easier for big companies who have online retail facilities and don’t have to rely on foot fall so the small businesses have to up their customer service game. Too be fair smaller companies do often do more to make you feel welcome as it’s their business but just make sure that Saturday person you hire has at least a modicum of the passion you have and doesn’t balls up your business by looking at every customer like they are a leper. If I go into a shop where things cost more I do expect the service to match the price tags. My Dad recently bought a TV and although he could have got it cheaper at a large chain store he decided to pay a bit more and buy it from a local independent retailer, why? Purely because they offered a better customer service package, huzzah! See it works.

I don’t want much – a smile, a hello maybe, even an icebreaker about the weather, a dressing room that doesn’t make me feel like a criminal and someone at the till ready to take my money when I have decided what I want. Easy.

Just having a moan

A little collection of crap that has had me wearing my ranty pants recently.

Junk food: I was on the train a few weeks ago where I was in the company of the most lovely family. The Mum was showing off her new bag which she loudly announced was Cath Kidson fake, not ‘in the style of’ it was a fake, which pissed me off. They were on their way to the big city, a trip out of the provinces and the most exciting thing about this trip was the visit they were going to pay to McDonalds. Oh yes this was ‘treat’. A treat? WTF? How low do your aspirations have to be that feeding you kids food overloaded with fat, salt and sugar, prepared by someone who catering training runs to ‘this is where you turn the fryer on’ is considered a treat? Feeding your kids McDonalds  should be a punishment, the box it comes in has more nutritional value, when they call it junk food the clue is in the title. But if we insist on lower our children’s expectations should we be surprised when they come out with shite like this……………..

@kurtcobain: So most people with a brain between their ears and are over the age of 14 know that Justin Beiber is a twat and that his fans are even bigger twats and stuff like this only go to show this to be true http://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/the-worst-justin-bieber-fan-tweet-in-the-history-o?sub=1621954_366370 How some silly little girl can draw a comparison between the hormone fueled tweens who have nothing better to do with their time than tweet about some flash in the pan singer, to someone who wrote a seminal album and changed the face of the music industry in the early 1990s completely baffles me. Although I have to say nothing would give me greater pleasure than to see a posthumous twitter account set up for Mr Cobain which surpasses the following of Beiber within a few days just so show this little twat how delusional she really is.

An expensive clothes horse: So you hire an assistant, she’s really pretty, really well dressed, has great hair and makes fabulous tea but had no administration skills what so ever, what do you do? Well sense would tell you to sack her as she isn’t doing the job you pay her to do. So can someone please explain to me the point of Cheryl Cole?

Why I will never be a Cosmo-girl

I’m not one for fashion and lifestyle mags as they only ever me feel shit about myself and no it’s not the airbrushed images of the models or the perfectly preened celebrities, it’s the sheer fact that I feel a constant disappointment to the editor. I’m simply not cool enough to measure up to woman these magazines want me to be. I hardly ever where make-up, I’m lucky if I have more than a minute to spend ‘styling’ my hair on a daily basis and I don’t spend half my months wages on new clothes. The women who reads these magazines must glide through life with at least four more hours in the day, several grand more in the bank and a heck of a lot more cool points than I have.

I was checking my twitter feed yesterday and I came across a Cosmopolitan article on the dos and don’ts of bumping into you ex, now as this recently happened to me I thought I’d check how I measured up on the cool Cosmo-girl o’meter.

Let’s do the quiz

1) don’t get pissed – check, although this is pretty much of given with me in my current condition.

2) keep it short and sweet – errrr what now?  You actually expect me to speak to them? Umm no, let me tell you how you how it really goes. You avoid eye contact at all costs, eye contact might actually mean you have to recognise their existence. Only talk to them if you ABSOLUTELY have to (they are in your way and there’s a fire is an acceptable situation in which to address them with a curt ‘get out of my f’ing way’). Let’s face it there’s no getting away from the fact that this person has seen you naked. I’m not talking medical exam naked or how your mum has seen you naked. I’m talking legs in the air, embarrassing camera phone pictures, first thing in the morning and your make-up has taken a tour of your face and your hair has gone cavewoman NAKED. Short and sweet has now become awkward silence, nice. Yup I’m handling this like a champ.

3) don’t bring up the past – this is a mute point see above

4) Look amazing – I currently look like a beach ball burglar, with crazy pregnancy hair and swollen hands and feet.

Sorry Cosmo I have once again let you down I think I’ll have to move to Take a Break, yes it takes that level of freak and weirdo to make me look together.

Call the fashion police

We often have dress down days at work but I object to this idea and the last one we had I wore a fifties style swing dress and full petticoat as I don’t think dressing ‘down’ isn’t fun at all. So the other days when I was walking behind a pair of tracksuit clad ‘chavs’ talking as if JD sports was the locus of their universe I felt my blood pressure rising.

Do these people actually own mirrors? How can you think a manky pair of trainers and some skeevy tracksuit bottoms makes you look good? It’s like your taking fashion inspiration from the kid at school who had an ‘accident’ and had to dress from the PE lost property bin. These people can’t even seem to dress themselves properly with their tracksuit bottoms barely pulled up over their legs and baseball caps balanced precariously on their slicked down heads.

Sports wear should only be worn for sports, the clues in the bleeding title (or maybe cleaning and decorating). I long for the days when people actually dressed up to be seen in public rather than looking like you have just rolled around on the floor and seeing what’s dirty enough to stick.

Originality fail

In one of my other lives I read a lot of blogs, in particular wedding blogs and when I started to plan my wedding nearly two years ago there was only a of them around, now they seem to be springing up all over the place. But I’m afraid to say most don’t do a lot for me.

Now I have nothing against girls sharing their stories but when it comes to semi-pro blogs there is a deluge out there seemingly all doing the same thing. The focus in invariably is on photography or fashion, like that’s all that makes up a wedding. The biggest nightmare and biggest expense we had when planning our wedding was finding a venue but you’ll be lucky if you ever find useful information about this on a wedding blog.

Also it seems that half the blogs around seem to be writing for other industry professionals and not for brides, this puzzles me greatly.

I would love to see a new, fresh wedding blog that wasn’t just a re-hash of a dozen other blogs out there. The cynic in me thinks that people just want an easy life so to create a successful blog they just copy what is already working for someone else. This will just cause the industry to stagnate and we won’t see new ideas coming through if everyone’s blog is just showing the same old thing. Please no more vintage wedding blogs, the market is more saturated than a wet dog. It’s like people are afraid of being to niche as heaven forbid they might not get 1000 of views within a few weeks of launching.

I’d rather have a few hundred visits that we’re real brides interested in what I was saying, than thousands, of whom most are industry professionals anyway.

When I planning my wedding these were my favourite blogs and they still continue to be among the best around.

http://www.rocknrollbride.com/ – alternative kick ass wedding

http://www.whimsicalwonderlandweddings.com – an great eclectic mix of weddings

http://www.omgimgettingmarried.com/ fresh and contemporary, very fashion forward

http://www.lovemydress.net/ best of vintage style

http://beyondbeyond.co.uk/blog/ gorgeous style and just fooking funny

http://www.london-bride.com/ just fabulous style

And starting a wedding blog to try and get free or discounted stuff for your wedding, not cool!

Guest ranters

Well this whole Ranty Girl thing seems a bit popular, it’s now had in excess of 2000 views since it launched on Monday and for a new blog I don’t think that’s too bad. I’ve already had people asking to do guest rants and I’m happy to share the stage (unless its karaoke and then that microphone is mine, bitch) so here is the first one from Sharon.

Overpriced fashion spreads.
I don’t know about you but when I spend less than £2 on a weekly fashion magazine I’m buying it for a weekly dose of lifestyle, fashion & beauty advice. I’d like to see what beauty products they recommend that I can afford to buy myself, what nice recipes they’re featuring and maybe, just maybe, some clothes I might want to buy. What I don’t want is to look at a fashion spread featuring trousers that cost £7,000. That’s the point when I just flick past all those pages until I get to the make up section. I get the whole point of fashion being ‘aspirational’, but in this age of austerity shouldn’t publishers be promoting affordable fashion or ways to recreate the look at a 100th of the price? Yes I suppose some people who buy these magazines have a healthy disposable income but I’d hazard a guess that less than 1% of the readership can actually afford a £3,000 blouse. And I’d hope enough of those are intelligent women, with enough savvy to realise that no item of clothing (unless it’s say, an amazing wedding dress), is ever going to be worth more than a months rent!

Mascara adverts
Following on from the mascara rant, why are advertisers allowed to have ‘lash inserts’ featured in their mascara adverts? Ok, so they now have to tell us (which also, kind of insults our intelligence (and our eyes)), but isn’t that like someone advertising a mini but featuring a Porsche in the advert and adding into the small print ‘oh this isnt a mini, this is a Porsche-but it’s just so you can see how a mini could look if we totally lied to you). I cant think of any other product where you can get away with it so blatantly and it drives me flipping bonkers!

‘Ultimate’ products.
This washing liquid is our ‘ultimate’ formula. No it’s not, it’s just the best you can make at the moment. In 6 months time you’ll have discovered a better formulation-but what are you going to call that one eh? ‘More Ultimate’?! Just say it’s an improved formula-stop making out like it’s not going to get any better. Because we all know that it will be…

Women

Ok so it may seem like I’m bitching on my own kind but ladies you just make me mad some time.

First of all I was watching TV and some anti-aging cream brand claimed that X% of women couldn’t live without their night cream. WTF! You can’t live without air……..water………food. This is exactly the kind of thing that makes women look vapid and stupid and helps these snake oil peddlers get away with making us feel like we have to spend all out hard earned cash on a looking younger. Here’s my anti-aging tip – eat well, sleep well, live well, engage brain once in a while.

Mascara, as far as I’m concerned it’s just a way to torture you eyes. I love how wearing it draws attention to my blood shot eyes caused by all the chemicals I’ve just shoved in my eye. Then when you come to try and get the stuff off, apply water and it will run freely off your lashes but will stick to you face like a bitch. No matter how much you try to get the stuff off it, washing it just seems to move it round your face. One night of lashes leads to three days of looking like you been punched in the face.

High heels, why do we do it to ourselves? Ok this one is brought on purely by the fact I’m in agony today after wearing a ridiculously high heels last night. Every time we go out my husband asks me ‘are you going to be able to walk in those’ I tell him that or course I can, that they are deceptively comfortable. And always by the end of the night I end up looking like a bad Tina Turner look a like, as I try and run for a taxi without crying. I love high heels but from now on I’m just going to use them for decorative purposes.

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