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Trinette Henry
May 10, 2026
I visited the FedEx Office Print & Ship Center location on my lunch break to print a document from my Microsoft OneDrive, which the machines in-store indicate they support.
I stood there for about 7–8 minutes trying to get the system to work. It kept sending me through prompts and resets until I eventually hit an error page that wouldn’t let me log in at all. During that entire time, not one person greeted me or asked if I needed help. This is a small store, and there were four employees behind the counter—one older Black gentleman who was actually helping customers intermittently, and three others standing around talking, laughing, and chit-chatting with each other.
When I finally asked for help, a young Latina employee came over and told me the OneDrive/DocuSign function doesn’t work. There is no sign anywhere indicating that, which would have saved me time and frustration. When I pointed that out, her response was, “Well, you could have walked up and asked for help.” I responded, “I don’t work here—that’s not my job.” She said “okay” and walked away while I was still speaking.
As I was leaving—frustrated after wasting my entire lunch break—the older gentleman approached and asked if he could help. I told him yes, and asked him to make sure I was signed out of the system because at that point I no longer wanted assistance. He pressed a few buttons and said I was done, and I walked off. As I was heading out, I reiterated to the other employee that it was four of them standing there telling me I needed to ask for help while they were just standing around talking, which I found rude. As I was literally at the threshold of the door, he then said, “Ma’am, if you’re going to leave, leave—or let me help you.” At that point, I turned around and said that he was addressing my response without ever asking what I was responding to, and that I was already walking out so there was no need to continue engaging me. He said he didn’t know what was going on, and I told him that was exactly my point. After I explained the situation, he did apologize.
In response, because my mother raised me right, I apologized specifically for my tone with him. While I did not curse or act out, I recognize I could have responded more calmly. That said, my frustration didn’t come out of nowhere. I spent my limited lunch break driving to another city, trying to use a service that doesn’t work, with no signage, no guidance, no greeting, and dismissive responses when I finally asked for help. Meanwhile, the initial employee interaction I had never included any acknowledgment or apology.
I will not be returning.
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