I love your washing machine. And I love your refrigerator.
Over the last two decades, when one got too old, replaced it with another from you. Again. And again. Loved the products based on actual use. Therefore, loved the brand. Except in the recent past. I understand old machines can breakdown. But then you have been so considerate to extend your care to your customer over WhatsApp. Or so I thought. “Please confirm your name.” I am presented a wrongly spelt version of my name. “Are you a dealer or a customer?” Huh? “Provide full address.” I do that. But must again reconfirm the LOCATION, the CITY, and the STATE. Yes, in all CAPS. “Describe your model.” “When did you buy it?” “This is out of warranty. You will have to pay X amount.” I have an AMC in place. “Provide details.” As I scramble to dig out the details … “Are you still connected? As I am not getting any response from your end I am bound to close this chat. Thank you for chatting with Xxxxxxxxx. Have a nice day!” Hey, wait! What about all those times you asked me to wait and vanished to do God knows what, while I held on. Three calls within a month. All following the same pattern. Technology is smart. Just from the mobile number, it can dig out all information including your last service request. That is the optimistic theory for the gullible. Tech must have a poor memory, though. Why else do I have to provide the same details in virtually the same sequence during every chat? Even if the chat is repeated within a span of 30 minutes? Of course, there must be a script at the other end that must be honoured. Who dares face the consequence of breaking the sequence! Until you buy, we woo you. After you buy, shut up and don’t bother us. If you dare complain, well, we’ll simply Whirl you, fool!
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