“So, Bruce,” said the familiar voice on the phone – a friend who works at the council. “I’ve called up for a dose of your wonderful customer service.” I could hear her grinning all the way down the line.
I cussed under my breathe. I knew what this was about. I’d just spent five minutes being ribbed about it by my work colleagues.
One thing I always strive for at work is happy customers. I’m friendly. I’m courteous. I’m personal.
But sometimes, like today, I go too far.
Having satisfactorily completed a request over the phone a few minutes earlier, I’d gone to say goodbye.
“Alrighty. Thanks for calling.” So far so good, but then I went on. “I love you.” With immediate horror I realized what I’d said. What had happened was I’d been speaking to Tracey the call before and the remnants of our conversation were still fluttering around my head – that’s my excuse anyway. I nearly jumped down the phone to take my words back. “No! Wait! No, no, no, no, no-” But it was too late. They’d hung up.
Which, when I thought about it, was a good thing. I’d gotten away with it.
No, I hadn’t.
“Nice,” said a voice over my shoulder. “It’s all about going the extra distance. Giving them more than they expect.”
“You know, it’s how can I be of service?” said another when word started getting around, “not can I service you?”
Yes, the world is full of comedians. My work has all the ones who aren’t funny enough to be given a microphone.
As does, it seems, the local council.
“The whole office has been pissing themselves,” my friend assured me ungraciously. “Anyway. Time to go. Don’t forget the big finish.”
“Yeah, I’m just not feeling it,” I told her. Funny cow.
Worst thing is, I’ve done this before – Best Customer Service EVER!
When not typing away over here and checking his stats every two minutes
Bruce Devereaux hangs out at his ‘BIG FAMILY little income’ Facebook Page.
’raising a family on little more than laughs’