I am a self-professed difficult customer. Not that I am mean or demanding, but I have high expectations as to how I want to be treated when I am exchanging my hard earned money for an experience, a product or a service.
When I get what I want, I am happy and often return as a repeat customer, but when I have a bad experience, I am sure to inform someone in management that I was less than delighted with the service or the product, or the way in which it was delivered.
Every once in a while, I have a customer experience that really wows me. When that happens, I make sure to let management know about it and I am a customer for life.
All summer I had been looking for a new gas grill, as ours had been neglected in the snow last winter and rust dust flew with every use. Our burgers began to taste gritty and it was time to retire it to the recycling center. It was, afterall ten years old.
I had looked at them at several of the big box hardware stores and spent quite some time looking at them at one store in particular as they had so many to choose from. It was really hard to decide what was a good deal and what was not. I had a million questions, but alas, no one to ask. I reminded myself that they don’t call them “do-it-yourself” stores for nothing. So I left the store thinking maybe our grill could get us by just a bit longer.
So, last week I was mowing the lawn and hit a rock. That was it for the blade. I ran into our local hardware store, Frattalone’s Ace, to see what could be done and was immediately greeted by a smiling young man in a bright red polo with the Ace logo and a nametag indicating that he was Brendon and asked how could he help me.
I presented the mangled blade, asked if it could be fixed and how long it would take, hoping our grass wouldn’t be knee-high by the time it was ready. Brendon assured me that he could take care of it, if I didn’t mind waiting about ten minutes. Seriously? “Wow, that’s awesome”, I said and wandered off to look at the grills I saw in the entryway.
One in particular caught my eye. I was really taken with it—it had all the bells and whistles, was on sale for $499 plus I would get a $100 Ace gift card to boot! I opened the instruction manual laying on top and realized the catch. Assembly instructions! 900 pieces and ten pages of instructions. There was no way.
Just as I was about to walk away, another young gentleman came out and asked if he could answer any questions for me. I said, “Well I was interested in this grill but there is no way I am going to try to put it together!” He said, “Oh, we’ll put it together for you.” “You will?” I asked incredulously. ”But how much do you charge?” “Nothing.”
At this point, I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. “Yeah, but then how do I get it home?” “We’ll deliver it”. Aha. Now I had him. “How much is the delivery fee?” “Nothing”. At this point my jaw has dropped, but I quickly recovered and decided to go for broke. “Well, what do I do with my old one?” this had to be where my good luck would stop. “Oh, we’ll take it and recycle it for you!”
I actually grinned ear-to-ear and said, “I will take it then and this is my new favorite store!”
I paid for my new grill and newly sharpened lawnmower blade, made arrangements for delivery and literally skipped out of the store. I knew it was the only place I would go for hardware from here on out. Gift card or not.
When the manager delivered my grill the next evening, I let him know just how impressed I was with his staff and the service I received from his store. I could tell it wasn’t the first time he had heard that, but he graciously thanked me for saying so and for my business then drove away with our dilapidated old grill in the back of his pick-up.
I hadn’t had an experience like that in quite some time. Have you had a customer experience lately that has either wowed you or raised your blood pressure? What’s your best—or worst customer story?