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Thursday, July 16, 2009

The Secret to Good Customer Service

“Good morning!”
“Can I help you find something?”
“Did you find everything you were looking for?”
These days, shopping in a supermarket or chain drug store is a love fest. Everyone working there cares about me. Whether the employees are high school students working part time or grizzled veterans with worn out name badges, they are always glad to see me and happy to help. Have you noticed this too?
How can that be? A lot of these people are paid low wages. And let’s face it, high school kids aren’t even sure you exist if you’re over a certain age. Any actual eye contact is purely accidental. So how do store managers persuade their employees to behave with such grace? Do they just have a knack for picking happy people, the kind that would be soup kitchen volunteers if they didn’t happen to see an opening for a supermarket cashier? Is the training so fantastic that employees are motivated to provide consistently high levels of service with multitudes of smiles?
Perhaps the orientation session goes something like this:
“Class, when a customer walks into our store looking for milk and bread he is counting on you for more than just the correct change. His entire day, nay his very life, depends on your smile, your encouraging words and your helpful suggestions.”
“But Mr. Kelloggs, a lot of the customers are talking on their cell phones while they walk down the aisles and even when they check out.”
“That’s true Ms. Del Monte but that is merely a sign that they crave attention. We want them to think of our store as an extension of their lives, beyond their cell phones, a place where the price of ground beef runs a distant second to the joy they see in your face whenever they glance your way even as they decide between peach pie and pound cake.”
Something is very wrong here. I mean if you were a student making the minimum wage, hoping to be the next American Idol winner, would customer satisfaction be a priority for you? The fact that your drug store’s sales only rank 29th in the region, probably doesn’t keep you awake at night. Your manager may fret but she’s trying to climb the corporate ladder.
So how do they do it? How do these stores whip their employees into shape? Ready? They use secret shoppers. Yes, they hire people to shop in their stores and spy on their employees. A friend of mine who manages a department in one of the big supermarket chains let me in on the secret. It works like this. Employees are told how to act and what to say. In his store for example, employees are expected to approach customers based on the so-called ten-by-ten rule, which means if a customer is within ten feet of you for ten seconds, you ask how their day is going and whether you can help them.
If a secret shopper happens to catch an employee in the act of behaving like a normal human being, i.e.; minding his own business, the employee is written up. Three write-ups can get you canned.
Since my friend’s revelation, I have become a less enthusiastic shopper. Before I learned about secret shoppers, I was happy to believe store employees were excited to see me. Now I am suspicious of everything they say. The other day I stopped at the local drug store to pick up a carton of milk. It was 7:30 a.m. The woman at the register said, “Would you like to add a couple of Kit Kat bars to your order?”
I couldn’t help it. I laughed. “Why would I want a Kit Kat bar at this hour?” I said. “Is it something good to dunk in my milk for breakfast?” She got very nervous. I could see her expression change from a bland smile to a worried frown. Immediately I assured her that I wasn’t a secret shopper. She wasn’t convinced though. She said, “Oh, I treat all customers the same no matter what.” I felt bad and resolved to be more careful in the future, unless of course, the service is bad.
What’s it like to be a secret shopper? I can only imagine the pep talk managers must give people who take these jobs. “As a secret shopper you can help us make sure that customers get what they need. Someone who wants a Crenshaw melon should be able to ask any employee where to find it. Don’t you agree?” Indeed and I’ll bet the job pays more than minimum wage too.

Copyright 2009 Len Serafino. All rights reserved.

3 comments:

Michael S. Jones said...

Len, good post as always. I would encourage you not to be turned off by the 'mechanical' feel and the superficial friendliness that the secret shopper imparts on the customer service industry. Look at it as a first step in cultivating a culture of friendly and courteous employees. First you force the employees to be nice according to corporate 'nice' standards, and give those otherwise uncaring individuals a chance to see the positive impact it can make for the customers. Maybe they will begin to feed on the good feeling and allow their nice-ness to grow organically. Or perhaps it will pull a recluse out of his shell and get him talking with people that he otherwise would have politely tried to avoid. Then, since you can't always tell the difference between the genuinely nice employees and those that genuinely don't care, let grace prevail and assume that either 1) you are helping someone to learn to be nice or 2) that you are being nice to someone who really appreciates it. Good read Len.

JenTexan said...

I will take canned "nice" over being ignored by a store clerk. However, I absolutely abhor the reply "no problem".
I ask for help, I receive help, I thank the nice person for helping and they respond with "no problem". Call me old fashioned but I never would have considered it COULD be a problem to ask for help.

Anonymous said...

I'm enjoying your writing. Linked here from another blog.

Having worked as a dept store customer service person, I loved it when someone would actually ask for help. Then together we would scour the clearance racks for that pair of white slacks (size 16 short of course)in the middle of November.
The trouble is, most people WILL NOT ASK for help finding what they are looking for. They would rather spend hours hunting and leave disappointed than ask.
Hence the 10x10 rule.
And I agree, I'd rather have the canned "did you find what you were looking for?" than being ignored.