I have noticed over the last year I have seen many articles on this site regarding the differences in customer service and customer satisfaction, and in the main the the expats ( including me), have been very negative about the quality of service.
Be it in a a restaurant that has nothing on the menu, a shop where no one wants to serve you or a shop that is very happy to let you queue until you die, and even work in slow motion until your blood boils!
Yes thats my first impression and to be honest its very true, but then you have to realize that the people are paid almost nothing they have no security of job as most have to leave after six months so the company gets over a high hike that is placed in employment legislation.
The other day having now been here some time I can wait in a queue with my MP3 player and accept its going to take a long time and something will go wrong, I am pleased with myself to accept that it will happen ad that I can deal with it wthout being a noisy ex pat.
But this time I just could not get my head around my last experience in a supermarket.
After queuing for a lengthy time to get a basket of groceries, I watched as the cashier worked in slow motion examining everything and even ringing up everything separately even if there was ten of the same item.
Still I accepted this and I noticed that they were so busy as the packing boys behind the counter were not keeping up with customers packing and running the boxes to the taxis. My guy was running out to a taxi and left the customer before me with no packer and the goods were piling up and the cashier just kept adding items, I thought what a lazy customer why not pack it yourself!!
I was the next customer but the cashier could not ring my stuff as the previous customer goods were packed high as the boy had not yet returned from the taxi, so we waited and waited! Finally I said can you start and I will pack my own,and I lent over to get some shopping bags and I could hear three people “tut tut” me . The cashier put my hand over mine and said its not allowed to pack you own sir. “security sir”.
I tried to say its OK I do not mind ,she looked in horror and called a supervisor over who told me I must not pack my own but wait for a packer, I explained there are no packers available and everybody is held up, she gave me a look of “stupid man”, and walked off, so we all waited another five minutes till a poor exhausted packer came and he had to work at top speed as the cashier and every customer in the queue watched him, with eyes that blamed the poor guy for the delays.
After he packed my bags he offered to carry it to a taxi. i told him thank you but I am ok and gave him a tip for his hard work which he had to refuse as the cashier gave him the “Evil stare”.
Logic of the situation baffles me,I was going to pack my paid goods to help the other customers and the staff, but all I got was to do was upset everyone. OK back to the culture books and start again!