Last week I spent 3 days in Nashville for TETC at the Marriott Renaissance in the downtown area. I called two days before to finally make my reservations (and paid full price in the process). I told the reservation clerk what time I would be arriving, and the next day I got a confirmation of my reservation by email. Quick, easy, friendly.
Then I arrived.
I got to the hotel around 2:00 PM local time and proceeded immediatley to check-in. I was told that my room was not ready and that it would be about an hour before I could settle in. I was a little bothered by that, but not overly so.
Then an hour went by.
I went back to the desk (with a new agent) and asked about my room. I was told, curtly, “Sir, we make no gaurantees of rooms before 4:00 PM.” I explained that I had told the reservation person what time I would arrive and she assured me all would be ready. ”I’m sorry you were misled,” I was told.
Finally, at 4 PM I went back to the desk to get my key. I explained my frustration to the gentleman behind the counter (the curt one) and asked if he could give me key access to the concierge level to make up for my frustration. ”I’m sorry, sir, but we aren’t allowed to do that,” I was told summarily.
Ordinarily, that would be the end of it, and I would walk away content that I had at least asked. But this time I knew it was a lie. A friend of mine at the conference had, indeed, accomplished exactly what I was asking for.
Needless to say, I am contemplating staying off site next year. My $436.00 could be better spent at a hotel where the service is friendly and helpful. If I stayed off site for the next three years, that one employee’s attitude could cost his company over $1200.
Which brings me to the second company: Panera.
I went to Panera this morning to get a sausage-egg-and-cheese breakfast sandwich. I do this when I want to treat myself. They were busy putting together gift baskets for pick up and delivery. I noticed when I placed my order that no one was making sandwiches, but I let it go because it was early.
After twenty minutes, I began t wonder if they had forgotten about me entirely. After all, waiting two hours for a room is one thing. Waiting twenty minutes for breakfast is just beyond the pale!
In another minute or so my buzzer went off and I went to get my order. The manager was there to hand it to me personally. It came with a heart felt apology for their actions. They threw in a side order of fresh fruit on the house. And the manager told me that if it ever happened again he wanted me to complain…loudly. This lack of service is, evidently, not acceptable.
He had me at hello.
Now, I know which company I want to do business with. The bigger question for me is this: which classroom teacher will I be? Will I be the one with rules that can’t be broken or bent? Will I be the one who dismisses students out of hand because they aren’t worthy of my time for understanding and compassion? Or will I be the teacher who is so attentive, so over-the-top about helping kids, that I am willing to go the extra mile to make sure one student stays in school?
What about you?
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