Save me from them. They're getting dumber as the night goes on.
I just had a woman call me asking to book a room for next week. It was with a special plan where she'd need to send away for a voucher. This must be done at least two weeks in advance in order for the voucher to reach the customer in the mail.
The woman didn't have the voucher, so I told her about the two week policy.
"Well, it doesn't say anything about two weeks on the website. All it says is you have to book 14 days in advance."
I pause. "Ma'am, 14 days is two weeks."
"Is it really? Oh. I suppose it is."
And the call didn't get any better. When I explained the only room which would have been available had a pullout bed, she asked, "What's that?"
"It's a sofa bed."
"I can't even imagine such a thing."
"It's a couch which folds out into a bed."
She still couldn't imagine such a thing. Dear God.
And my next caller wasn't any better. When I asked her for the expiry date on her credit card, she said, "Thirty ten."
"No, the expiry date," I prompted.
"Thirty ten," she stated, in a very firm manner.
"Thirty is not a month, Ma'am."
"Oh. I suppose you're right. Ok. It's 11/06."
Buh?
I just had a woman call me asking to book a room for next week. It was with a special plan where she'd need to send away for a voucher. This must be done at least two weeks in advance in order for the voucher to reach the customer in the mail.
The woman didn't have the voucher, so I told her about the two week policy.
"Well, it doesn't say anything about two weeks on the website. All it says is you have to book 14 days in advance."
I pause. "Ma'am, 14 days is two weeks."
"Is it really? Oh. I suppose it is."
And the call didn't get any better. When I explained the only room which would have been available had a pullout bed, she asked, "What's that?"
"It's a sofa bed."
"I can't even imagine such a thing."
"It's a couch which folds out into a bed."
She still couldn't imagine such a thing. Dear God.
And my next caller wasn't any better. When I asked her for the expiry date on her credit card, she said, "Thirty ten."
"No, the expiry date," I prompted.
"Thirty ten," she stated, in a very firm manner.
"Thirty is not a month, Ma'am."
"Oh. I suppose you're right. Ok. It's 11/06."
Buh?
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Date: 2005-04-15 04:17 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 04:28 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 04:17 am (UTC)From:At first I thought she meant October 30th, because they write the date 30-10 in some countries. But I'm not quiet sure how it became 11/06.
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Date: 2005-04-15 04:28 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 09:40 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 06:57 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 11:14 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 12:56 pm (UTC)From:(and I hope you told her it's a couch that folds out into a bed because a couch and a sofa are more the same thing to some people [shrug])
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Date: 2005-04-15 02:51 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-04-15 02:41 pm (UTC)From: