It always starts out the same: I come in, full of promise
that THIS time I will walk out with my clothes on my arm. I give her my ticket or tell her my name
(sometimes they don’t give you a receipt, it just depends on their mood when
you drop it off). She looks blankly at
me, then starts a charade of a search around the shop: looking on racks, under
counters, as if my shirt is a set of keys (they were just HERE!). Inevitably the search moves to the
back room where she and her coworkers will locate the shirt, determine its state
of unfinishedness, and proceed with negotiations from there. On this particular day, it was Emanuele who
had the pleasure/misfortune of stopping by, and like me, he relished every
detail. After the initial search and
back room conference she proudly produced one of the two sweaters, but was at a
loss as to the whereabouts of the second.
Woman: It’s not ready yet. (-1)
Coworker shouting from the back: (explaining why it was
late) It was a big sweater! (-5)
Woman: (triumphantly realizing the receipt pick up date
wasn’t until tomorrow, 1 week after dropoff) It’s not due until tomorrow! (+1) But you’d better come back the day after,
just in case. (-2)
I was in no hurry to pick up winter sweaters in May, so I
gave them SIX MORE DAYS to finish the sweater.
When I returned, after the prerequisite searching, she produced my
crumpled sweater and told me to come back in the evening. I said, if it wasn’t ready six days after you
told me to come back, I’m not sure it will be ready tonight, and that she
should call me when it was ready. She
said better yet, someone would stop by the house. WHAT?!
If I had known they did home delivery I would have been using that all
along! I actually did receive my sweater
that evening, to my surprise.
We all know how important customer service is in the US, but it's just not a factor in Italy (although, arguably, you'd never get home delivery from a US cleaners). If this happened in the US we'd demand managers, we'd facebook it, we'd tweet, we'd yelp, and maybe if we got enough hits we'd be "trending". But I try not to be the Ugly Americana. I just smile sweetly and go home and blog.
So what do you think?
Should I move on to another cleaners? Or stay so long as they provide me with
cultural anecdotes?