tonight_we_fly
Active Member
Apologies for the rant, but I feel so angry about this that I need to share it with somebody...
This week, a very good online seller of homebrew stocks and equipment lost a customer. It's a real shame, because it's through no fault of their own whatsoever (I genuinely think their service is fantastic), but because of the staggeringly awful conduct of the courier service which they use to deliver their orders. Is it OK to name and shame here? Well, just in case not, let's just say that the deliver company concerned have a three-letter name; the first and last letters are the same.
So, the story begins with me placing an order. Reasonably large (comfortably over £100), qualifying for free delivery from the seller. When I placed the order, I was invited to supply delivery instructions (presumably to be passed to the courier), so I inserted the following:
âMy wife is currently off work on maternity leave, and so hopefully should be able to receive this order if we know when it's coming. Please do not leave with a neighbour - if somebody could please phone me on xxxxx xxxxxx when the order is on the way then I can confirm at what time she will be at home on any specific day.â
You've probably already guessed by now that they left the parcel with a neighbour and did not bother to phone me at any time, but that doesn't even tell half of the story.
I received a text message from the couriers on Wednesday, stating that they would be delivering on Friday (no time given). That's OK I thought, I can deal with that. The text message also claimed that the anticipated time-window for delivery would subsequently be displayed on their website, although it never actually was.
I immediately replied to the text message. I reiterated that I did not want the delivery left with a neighbour, as my next door neighbour is disabled and this was going to be a large and heavy package. I stated that my wife would be at home all day on Friday apart from briefly attending a midwife appointment at 11:30am. I said that I would therefore prefer them to avoid this time, although if there was no other option but to deliver at that precise time then (so long as they let me know beforehand) I would stay at home to receive the delivery myself, and go in to work late. They did not respond to my message, so (not hearing otherwise) I assumed that everything was in order.
By Friday morning I had still heard nothing from them suggesting that I would need to stay home to receive the order whilst my wife was out; again I checked their website, and the mythical delivery window was still not given. So I went to work.
During the morning, I received a text message stating that my parcel would now be delivered between 11:11 and 12:11 that day. This was precisely the window which I had told them was when my wife would be out, and was now too late for me to stay at home to receive the delivery as I had suggested. So again I replied to them. I reminded them that nobody would be at home, they had not given me the chance to be at home myself, so I asked them to either deliver early or to wait until 1pm. I also yet again asked them not to leave the package with my disabled neighbour, and said that I would come and collect it from their depot at another time if necessary.
However, already having experience now of them previously having ignored my text message replies, I sent them an e-mail as well. I told them all of the same information yet again (DON'T leave with a neighbour blah blah blah) for what was now the fourth time, leaving my telephone number and virtually begging them to phone me, in the hope that somebody would finally start treating me with a tiny amount of respect.
I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that (again) they ignored the text message. For the e-mail I received an automated response saying that my message had been received, and that somebody would contact me shortly. That was all I heard back from them; nobody has made any attempt at all to respond to my e-mail, by any mechanism.
We almost pulled it out of the bag. My wife dashed back from her midwife appointment and was actually home by noon; there was no sign of a calling card, so in spite of their total unresponsiveness we thought we were perhaps going to receive the delivery after all. She was very feeling very tired (as one does at almost thirty-eight weeks pregnant), but decided to hang on before going upstairs for a lie down because she was expecting the delivery to come very shortly.
She waited tiredly for a long time. At 5pm there was a knock on the door, but it was not the courier. Apparently the couriers had bullied my disabled neighbour into taking the parcel in, whilst my wife had been out. The courier had not even left a calling card to say that this had been done, so all of the time that my wife was sitting there waiting for the delivery so that she could catch some sleep, the package was already next door, but we did not know this because the driver was presumably too lazy to spend just a few seconds filling out a card and dropping it through the door to let us know.
The man next door was about to go to visit family when he knocked (and so could not hang on to wait for me to get home from work), so consequently my disabled neighbour and my heavily pregnant wife had to struggle down his path and back up ours with the large heavy box. I should have been doing this myself of course, but for the fact that the courier company had seemingly gone to every length possible to prevent me from receiving this package, and to cause the greatest inconvenience which they possibly could.
When delivery is what they do for a living, how can they possibly do it so extraordinary badly? And the sad thing here is that the real loser is the homebrew seller, because they're a great shop, but sadly I won't be able to use them any more because of the awful courier which they employ for their deliveries.
For those of you who have stuck with me to the end, we'll finish on a positive note. With my new supplies, last night I brewed a nice wheat/blonde beer, which is under the stairs in the fermenter about to start bubbling. So long as he doesn't arrive early, I should just about have time to bottle it before my son is born. Cheers.
Deep breath...
This week, a very good online seller of homebrew stocks and equipment lost a customer. It's a real shame, because it's through no fault of their own whatsoever (I genuinely think their service is fantastic), but because of the staggeringly awful conduct of the courier service which they use to deliver their orders. Is it OK to name and shame here? Well, just in case not, let's just say that the deliver company concerned have a three-letter name; the first and last letters are the same.
So, the story begins with me placing an order. Reasonably large (comfortably over £100), qualifying for free delivery from the seller. When I placed the order, I was invited to supply delivery instructions (presumably to be passed to the courier), so I inserted the following:
âMy wife is currently off work on maternity leave, and so hopefully should be able to receive this order if we know when it's coming. Please do not leave with a neighbour - if somebody could please phone me on xxxxx xxxxxx when the order is on the way then I can confirm at what time she will be at home on any specific day.â
You've probably already guessed by now that they left the parcel with a neighbour and did not bother to phone me at any time, but that doesn't even tell half of the story.
I received a text message from the couriers on Wednesday, stating that they would be delivering on Friday (no time given). That's OK I thought, I can deal with that. The text message also claimed that the anticipated time-window for delivery would subsequently be displayed on their website, although it never actually was.
I immediately replied to the text message. I reiterated that I did not want the delivery left with a neighbour, as my next door neighbour is disabled and this was going to be a large and heavy package. I stated that my wife would be at home all day on Friday apart from briefly attending a midwife appointment at 11:30am. I said that I would therefore prefer them to avoid this time, although if there was no other option but to deliver at that precise time then (so long as they let me know beforehand) I would stay at home to receive the delivery myself, and go in to work late. They did not respond to my message, so (not hearing otherwise) I assumed that everything was in order.
By Friday morning I had still heard nothing from them suggesting that I would need to stay home to receive the order whilst my wife was out; again I checked their website, and the mythical delivery window was still not given. So I went to work.
During the morning, I received a text message stating that my parcel would now be delivered between 11:11 and 12:11 that day. This was precisely the window which I had told them was when my wife would be out, and was now too late for me to stay at home to receive the delivery as I had suggested. So again I replied to them. I reminded them that nobody would be at home, they had not given me the chance to be at home myself, so I asked them to either deliver early or to wait until 1pm. I also yet again asked them not to leave the package with my disabled neighbour, and said that I would come and collect it from their depot at another time if necessary.
However, already having experience now of them previously having ignored my text message replies, I sent them an e-mail as well. I told them all of the same information yet again (DON'T leave with a neighbour blah blah blah) for what was now the fourth time, leaving my telephone number and virtually begging them to phone me, in the hope that somebody would finally start treating me with a tiny amount of respect.
I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that (again) they ignored the text message. For the e-mail I received an automated response saying that my message had been received, and that somebody would contact me shortly. That was all I heard back from them; nobody has made any attempt at all to respond to my e-mail, by any mechanism.
We almost pulled it out of the bag. My wife dashed back from her midwife appointment and was actually home by noon; there was no sign of a calling card, so in spite of their total unresponsiveness we thought we were perhaps going to receive the delivery after all. She was very feeling very tired (as one does at almost thirty-eight weeks pregnant), but decided to hang on before going upstairs for a lie down because she was expecting the delivery to come very shortly.
She waited tiredly for a long time. At 5pm there was a knock on the door, but it was not the courier. Apparently the couriers had bullied my disabled neighbour into taking the parcel in, whilst my wife had been out. The courier had not even left a calling card to say that this had been done, so all of the time that my wife was sitting there waiting for the delivery so that she could catch some sleep, the package was already next door, but we did not know this because the driver was presumably too lazy to spend just a few seconds filling out a card and dropping it through the door to let us know.
The man next door was about to go to visit family when he knocked (and so could not hang on to wait for me to get home from work), so consequently my disabled neighbour and my heavily pregnant wife had to struggle down his path and back up ours with the large heavy box. I should have been doing this myself of course, but for the fact that the courier company had seemingly gone to every length possible to prevent me from receiving this package, and to cause the greatest inconvenience which they possibly could.
When delivery is what they do for a living, how can they possibly do it so extraordinary badly? And the sad thing here is that the real loser is the homebrew seller, because they're a great shop, but sadly I won't be able to use them any more because of the awful courier which they employ for their deliveries.
For those of you who have stuck with me to the end, we'll finish on a positive note. With my new supplies, last night I brewed a nice wheat/blonde beer, which is under the stairs in the fermenter about to start bubbling. So long as he doesn't arrive early, I should just about have time to bottle it before my son is born. Cheers.
Deep breath...