A few weeks ago I stopped in a restroom at the Phoenix airport. That’s a lot of information, I know. But, bear with me. On my way out of the restroom, I saw this sign. […]
Last Friday I made my annual trip to the Tag Agency. I went to a tag agency I’d never visited before and got caught up in a 45-minute nightmare “assembly line” service experience. It was truly unbelievable.
I was there to renew my tags. A simple process. At my usual tag agency, I walk up to a clerk, hand over my registration postcard and my insurance, and my information is entered into the computer. I then pay, and I leave. This simple process was butchered at this tag agency.
I presented my registration information and insurance cards and then was told to have a seat and someone would call me to take my payment. That was odd. Why not just make my payment right now? I waited about 12 minutes for my name to be called. When I approached the clerk, she took my debit card, and I was told to have a seat until it was time for me to sign for my debit card payment. Odd. Really strange.
Another 10 or so minutes passed, and I was called up to sign for my debit card. I was then told to have a seat while my information was entered into the computer. Seriously?! About 6 minutes passed, and I was called up to get my registration receipts. AGAIN, I was told to take a seat and to wait. This time I was to wait for my tag stickers. Whatever.
This is the seating area where customers like me were asked to wait.
When I was 16, I worked at Kmart. One of the policies we had at Kmart back then was that employees were not allowed to park in any of the front rows of the parking […]