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AT&T Fails Once Again

When did customer service become extinct?

I started working in retail back before I was old enough to drive. That was at the time when employees were actually trained in and customer service was the number one priority for most companies.

These days, I rarely experience great customer service and when I do, I make sure to share my experience with others. So too, do I feel compelled to share my not-so-great experiences, such as the recent catastrophe with AT&T.

The story starts two years ago when my husband decided to move out after filing for divorce. What he neglected to tell me when he started packing and found his new place of residence, was that he had our phone service transferred to his new apartment.

Suddenly, I was left without a phone (or a husband). I was bitter about many things for much too long, but it took me quite some time to get over the fact that AT&T was not responsible for leaving me “disconnected.”

Fast forward to two months ago when my son and I were outside playing catch. A nice young man came by and asked if he could discuss the AT&T U-verse service plan that he was selling. Continuing with our back-and-forth game, I listened while he explained to me how I could get phone, cable and DSL service for a lower cost than I was currently spending on just cable and internet service.

We spent the next twenty minutes filling out paperwork and getting everything in place to have the installation scheduled. I was looking forward to having a land line, which I planned on using mostly for business.

I was heading out of town the following week so I had the installation scheduled for the weekend I was to be back. Since my life as a working mom with two jobs and a young boy keeps me pretty busy, the time I had chosen for the installation was ideal.

Two days before the scheduled time, I received an automated call from AT&T stating that they had rescheduled my appointment and they were going to be coming earlier than expected. Great, except that I had to be at work that day. I can’t simply not show up for work. I had to give some sort of notice.

I called AT&T to reschedule the rescheduled appointment and I was told that they wouldn’t have any openings available for at least another week. I really had no choice so I set up the appointment and made sure to give my employer plenty of notice that I’d be working from home that day.

Of course, no one ever showed up. Or called. After two days (I was too upset to call right away), I picked up the phone and calmly waited until a real live person was finally able to speak to me. I was then informed that someone could come out (for the third time, now) in just a few days.

By this time, I was getting ready for business trip #2 but my parents were going to be staying at my house to care for my son this time. I enlisted them to stay home that day to wait for the installation crew. Normally, I would never ask anyone to do this kind of a favor for me, but since I was having difficulty having the arrangement work, I didn’t think there was an alternative.

Once again, AT&T failed to deliver. My parents called me that day to let me know that no one show up (big surprise) and that they had to call AT&T to reschedule. And, guess what? They never arrived on that day, either!

Needless to say, I had given up at this point. I didn’t want to call to reschedule. I no longer wanted to save money or have the added convenience of a land line because they had cost me so much precious time and energy that I really wanted nothing to do with AT&T at that point.

Now, before I continue, I must say that my cell phone service is with AT&T but that’s only because I originally started out using Cingular. I haven’t had any bad experiences with my mobile service (knocking on wood), but I assume they’re quite separate from the division that recently lost me as a customer.

Why am I sharing this story now? Because today I received a bill from AT&T for the month of phone service that I never used. I called the billing department and calmly shared my disappointing experience. The man quickly passed me on to someone else, who even more quickly (and without asking any questions), was able to cancel my phone service and credited my account for all charges.

You’d think that this would be the end of the story, right? That since there was no harm done (financially), I’d be thrilled to move on…

Wrong! I was more disappointed by the way the woman handled this than the fact that the installation crew never showed up when they were supposed to. Because the people who made the appointment were not the people who were to show up at my door, I felt as though there must have been some communication error or computer glitch.

The woman on the phone, however, was a real, live person. She heard my story (somehow it ended up being much shorter than this post) and never once apologized, did not ask me if I wanted to attempt to have someone come out again nor did she offer to make it up to me (not sure how she could have done that).

And what’s worse? She read the required speech at the end of our conversation where she actually said, “Thank you for choosing AT&T.” As if!

I Thought You’d Never Ask

A neighbor sent this to me via email and although I deleted several questions from this long list, I did answer honestly to the ones below. I also added a few of my own but that’s only for me to know which ones. I was asked to forward it on to friends and family or risk bad luck for years to come…I’ll take my chances.

1. What time did you get up this morning?
About 5am

2. Diamonds or pearls?
Diamonds

3. What was the last film you saw at the theatre?
Atonement

4. What is your favorite TV show?
Project Runway

5. What do you usually have for breakfast?
Cereal or coffee

6. What is your middle name?
Santos (I changed it from Lea to my given name when I got married)

7. What kind of car do you drive?
Nissan Quest

8. Favorite sandwich?
BLT

9. What characteristic do you despise?
Arrogance

10. Favorite item of clothing?
T shirt & jeans

11. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go?
Northern Ireland to visit my girlfriend or New Zealand or Australia, or Costa Rica…oh heck. I really could use a vacation.

12. Favorite brand of clothing?
True Religion (jeans) or Juicy Couture

13. Where would you retire to?
Not sure – I have time to think about this, right?

14. What was your most recent memorable birthday?
30 – Celebrated in Vegas with my girly-friends.

15. Favorite sport to watch?
Horse Racing

16. When is your birthday?
April 8

17. Are you a morning person or a night person?
Night owl

18. What is your shoe size?
7.5

19. Pets?
No

20. What did you want to grow up to be when you were little?
A teacher

21. What is your favorite candy?
Butterfinger

22. What is your favorite flower?
Dahlia

23. What day on the calendar are you most looking forward to?
End of January when I will head to CO to go snowboarding

24. What was the last thing you ate?
Ice cream

25. Do you wish on stars?
Every chance I get

26. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
Brick Red

27. How is the weather right now?
Rainy

28. Last person you spoke to on the phone?
My ex-husband

29. Favorite soft drink?
Root Beer

30. Hair color?
Auburn

31. Eye color?
Brown

32. Summer or winter?
Summer

33. Hugs or kisses?
Both

34. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Chocolate

35. Coffee or tea?
Coffee

36. When was the last time you cried?
Friday night

37. Last time you laughed?
Before bed with my son

38. What did you do last night?
Spent quality time with my son

39. What are you afraid of?
Having my heart broken (again)

40. Salty or sweet?
Salty

41. How many keys on your key-ring?
Several

42. How many years at your current job?
7 years this March

43. Favorite day of the week?
Any day my son’s with me

44. How many different cities have you lived in?
3 (so far)

45. Do you have any regrets?
NONE

Threesome

Who was it that said things happen in threes? Tuesday, I was pulled over and got a ticket for speeding, yesterday someone hit my car in a parking lot and today – you’ll never believe this – I got a flat tire and spent the majority of my afternoon dealing with waiting for the replacement and being stuck in traffic afterwards.


Needless to say, after the week I’ve had so far, I couldn’t help but laugh when I discovered the flat tire (after a few minutes of pure panic). Luckily, reading kept me busy during that waiting period and I suddenly found myself enjoying the fact that I wasn’t at work. After all, I was spending the day outside, enjoying the beautiful San Diego weather, reading.


I find it’s typically our response to disruptions like this that tend to give others a perspective on what we’re like under serious stress. There are several characters from our books that I have learned from and consider role models as far as trying to maintain a positive attitude.


Dougal the Garbage Dump Bear is one such character. One of my favorite quotes from any children’s book is found on the last page of this one:

“…while he sat there on his own, Dougal would think how lucky he was…he realized that sometimes bad things happen so that good things can happen. You just had to make the best of it.”


From Australia
Dougal the Garbage Dump Bear
by Matt Dray

There are certainly other characters that I could reference, but it’s been a long day, a long night, actually. I’m heading home – finally. I’m going to have much better luck tomorrow. I just have to.

Better Luck Next Year

This morning – and most of this afternoon – turned out to be one of those days where things were not going my way. I might as well move to Australia (Bonus points for the first person to let me know where that came from!).

I brought my son to the dentist this morning. He’s been going every six months since he was six months old. He was a fabulous example of a well-behaved, fully cooperative child – until today. He started kicking his feet and waving his hands up in the air when the dental hygienist attempted to start cleaning his teeth.

Twenty minutes and several attempts at trying the whole thing again turned out to be false starts. We’re going to try it again in another six months. Both the dental hygienist and the dentist herself deserve patience (and patient) awards for probably having to deal with that same situation several times a week.

Although the whole experience felt like it was more devastating for me afterwards, it was nothing compared to the frustration I felt when my son and I got to our car only to discover a note that read: “I hit the front of your car while trying to get out. Call me at …

This was some sort of joke, right? I looked at the front of my car and no, this was no joke. Indeed, there was a small dent in the middle of the hood along with a scrape mark on the front of the grill. Lovely.

What else could go wrong this week? After all, I was pulled over yesterday for speeding and the lovely CHIPs character (yes, he was on a motorcycle) was not interested in my excuse (“I just got back from Chicago and I haven’t driven in over a week!”)

2006 and 2007 have not been my years. I’m hopefully optimistic about 2008. Wish me luck.

The Wicked Witch of the West

Throughout the Denver Broncos game last night, and during the entire half-time, the TV screen kept flashing with updates about the evacuated areas in Southern California due to the growing winds that kept the nearby fires spreading.

I had a flashback to 4 years ago to the date – just about – when I was six months pregnant with my son, and my ex-husband and I were just moving into the place where my son and I still reside. We drove South, past the wildfires that had just jumped across Highway 15 towards the direction of our new home, which we hadn’t even slept in at that point.

Fast forward four years and my son and I are inside, doors and windows shut tight, air conditioner and humidifier running while all I could smell was fire. What used to be a pleasant reminder of bonfires is now a brutal reality that the fires could once again spread quickly and threaten our home and of course, those in our neighboring communities.

We watched the news – and the football game – and after my son fell asleep I made sure I had packed away the belongings and personal items that I would take with us come morning.

I really couldn’t get much sleep. I kept tossing and turning. The smell of smoke grew stronger throughout the night, as did the howling winds and I kept thinking about what we would do, where we would go, what I would take with us.

Just as I assumed, the morning sun did not peek through the smoke. Ash was now falling from the sky. My son and I made two trips to the car before finally feeling ready to leave, not knowing when exactly we’d be back. I ended up taking him into the Kane/Miller office with me while I took care of a few things, but mostly just needed the comfort of being around other people. There was no reason to really be working since a State of Emergency had been declared for all of San Diego County, as well as six other counties in Southern California.

My son is with his dad this evening. I am staying with one of the founders of Kane/Miller, as she has kindly opened up her home to me. This is the first time I have spent the night here but certainly not the first time her spare bedroom has been offered. In fact, I had a key to her house on my key chain for nearly six months after my ex-husband filed for divorce and things started to become unsettled in the home front.

I have become rather close with the Kane family and all of the employees during my nearly seven years with the company. I am grateful for all they have done for me, both personally and professionally. It was Mrs. Kane and her husband who first initiated me on my first business trip back in 2001. It was Mr. Kane who introduced me to anchovies during that same visit to Baltimore. And it is with the Kane family who my son and I will spend Thanksgiving with, as we have done every year (with one exception) since I started working for Kane/Miller.

I can’t imagine working for anyone else after all this time. I have fantastic co-workers who are wonderful individuals and have become family to my son and I.

We are safe this evening and we are grateful for every one’s kind thoughts and prayers and can only hope that all of the good karma that’s due comes our way this evening.

The Santa Ana winds are supposed to get worse over the next few days. Homes just North and East of my neighborhood have been evacuated, including the home of one of our staff members.

After the Cedar Fires of 2003, the county and city of San Diego, the people, and the emergency crews are better prepared. Evacuations have been prompting people out of their homes with time to spare but the fires are unpredictable, the winds are sporadic and the resources are scarce.

The Witch Fires of 2007 have already been determined to be the worst fires that Southern California has ever seen and I hope and pray that all of those that have been evacuated can recover from this devastating loss once the fires have died down and our lives are meant to return to normal.

The Results Are In

Concerned friends and family members have been sending prayers, warm thoughts and good karma my way ever since I scheduled my biopsy. Luckily, the news I received from my doctor wasn’t as bad as I thought, although I do have a condition now that needs to be treated and is something that I have never heard of, of course.

Lichen sclerosis (aka lichen sclerosus) usually occurs in post-menopausal women. Clearly, anyone who knows me can understand the irony here and can appreciate why I found myself laughing out loud when I first read this fact online.

I’ve always been mature for my age and have, in the last few years, been diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis, begun to gone gray, no longer get carded at the bar, and will most likely be wearing bifocals by the time I hit the big 4-0.

Besides this new condition, I’m pretty lucky, health wise. I don’t have high cholesterol, I’m not obese or falling apart emotionally, and I have all of my digits and can function properly on about 5 hours of sleep (and a Triple Grande Soy White Mocha, no Whip). I really shouldn’t complain, and yet, I find myself asking, “Why me?”

This past year has been quite the challenge and yet somehow I can now laugh about the bad luck, or karma that’s come my way. In fact, just today, I spoke with my therapist about finally ending our sessions together due to the fact that I’m doing quite well, considering everything I’ve been through. (For once in my life, I’m in a long-term relationship with a man who, at the end of our nearly two years together will celebrate with me for finally reaching a state of complete sanity.)

He’s been a part of my life for so long that I come to think of him as a friend, which is strange, considering the fact that I pay this friend to listen to my problems (and for the countless boxes of tissues he’s supplied). Nonetheless, I’ll miss the fact that he listens to me, feeds me every once in a while and humors me when I tell him about the drama I create in my life with men.

But, all good things must come to an end and I’m proud of myself for getting through this last year (separation, rebound relationships, court dates, financial hardship, working 3 jobs, divorce, potty-training, starting my own company) without having a complete breakdown. The partial meltdown was bad enough!

I shared this link with just about everyone I know, including my therapist, but I wanted to include it here because it’s just so darn healing to laugh at yourself.

Seven Years of Bad Luck

I’m working at the bookstore this weekend. There are a number of mirrors around since we sell jewelry and eye wear. People like to see what they look like with reading glasses on or a necklace or earrings.

I, personally, like to use them to make sure I don’t have any food in my teeth, or hair out of place. I was a bit sad when I learned that two mirrors were broken recently. I was also relieved that I hadn’t been the one to break them. After all, I’ve had enough bad luck (or karma) in the last year and a half to make up for most people’s seven.
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