I went to this Best Buy. Which, right there, is like going to a clown college for career advice. But I needed an electronics replacement, so I figured I’d give it another shot.
So I pay. Card goes through. Approved. The guy at the register, don’t even get me started on that topic, says, "Sorry, our systems are down. Can't see the payment."
You're a technology store. Your entire reason for existing is to sell things that process information. And you're telling me your information processors don't work? That's like a fire station showing up to a fire and saying, "Sorry, our water is down. Try again tomorrow.”
I go home. I order the same item online. Pay again. Now my bank account looks like I'm being audited by a vengeful ex-wife. I go back to the store, because I'm an optimist, which is a disease in itself, and they say, "Oh, now the online systems are down too."
So let me get this straight. Your in-store systems are down. Your online systems are down. The only thing that isn't down is your ability to stand there in a blue polo and disappoint me in new and exciting ways. That's not a store. That's a performance art piece entitled, “The slow dance of the death of competence.” That's like a lifeguard who can't swim. That’s like Circuit City…Freaking Circuit City…The place that went out of business for being less functional than you. Let that sink in. You have achieved a level of incompetence that makes a defunct company look competent by comparison.
And then, and this is my favorite, because I love stupidity, they say, ‘You could buy it a third time here in the store, and then we’ll give it to you.’
A third time! You want me to pay again?! I already got six thousand dollars floating in the electronic toilet, and you want me to flush another two? Buy it a third time…and then maybe I’ll get store credit for the other purchases? store credit, which you’ll lose because your systems are down.
I told them, "Thanks, but no thanks." And by ‘thanks,’ I mean ‘go sell extended warranties to each other in the break room’
Best Buy: where technology goes to die, customer service goes to collect a paycheck, and every other electronics retailer from history looks back and says, "At least we knew when to quit."
Congratulations…you've made me miss Circuit City. Do you understand how hard that is? That's like making me miss a kidney stone.