This will be a little long, funny and sad.
Discovered I had 3 leaking calipers yesterday, replaced one a year ago.
Stopped by the closest Autozone #1 on the way to the shop to check the stock and lead time and the clerk from his terminal said they could be here in 4 days. Bought them many times there before and knew that was bogus, so I left, deciding to go to Autozone #2 on the way home.
Took off the 3 calipers and was planning to give them the cores at the time of order (since you pay in advance) and save the 3 x 32 bucks core charge and later credit hassle.
Picked up my 11 year old daughter from school and got to Autozone #2, figured it would take 15 minutes tops, since she had a Halloween todo later tonight.
Pick up a new battery, took it to the counter and an African American clerk who you could tell was sort of new, but eager to help started looking up the calipers.
I told him I had all the cores, including the bad battery in the truck outside.
He had to go thru each caliper separately on the computer and printed out “core vouchers” for each core.
They did have one caliper in stock, so he asked a Caucasian clerk about the core vouchers, who immediately said that I couldn’t return the cores ahead of physically receiving the new calipers, so I would have to be charged for the cores anyway.
Then they got the Caucasian store manager and he confirmed that I couldn’t do the cores at this time. I don’t know how but it then got into a discussion amongst the three, as to whether I really had the cores, because no one had seen them.
I suggested that since the computer software had already accepted the core credits that they should be able to do it with no problem. If it couldn’t, the software just wouldn’t have accepted it. They didn’t understand that and besides, who am I to tell them how their stuff works, right.
So my daughter and I head out the door to get the cores. I was going to give her a 20 second speech on studying hard at school to prevent a certain mentality and no sooner did we exit the door, she pipes up and says, “Boy, those people are idiots!” I still gave her a short speech.
Seeing the actual cores didn’t help a bit, so I conceded and went to the cash register and paid the bill.
Well the receipt only showed one caliper and the battery and they still charged the core anyway, even for the caliper I was taking. I was worried about the other two calipers not even having been ordered.
So I went back to the first clerk and asked him if he had really ordered the other two calipers. He was lost by what the 2nd clerk did at the cash register terminal, and couldn’t find him anywhere, so he got the manager again. The manager looked at it briefly and said he didn’t know anything about it so he’ll have to get the 2nd clerk that rang it up. I reminded him that he infact was in on the earlier discussion.
Before I know it, all three are helping other customers. They already had my money.
I looked at the manager and getting a little loud said, ”I’ve been here long enough, let’s do something”
He then get’s the 2nd clerk again whose face is beet red by this time staring at the receipt and still doesn’t have a clue passes it off back to the manager.
The manager is even more clueless at this point and wants to go thru the parts at the terminal again.
So I then just said, “We have to leave, let’s cancel everything and just credit my card back the charge”
Had to repeat that three times.
So instead of doing this at the cash register terminal, the manager goes to a counter terminal and after a few minutes prints out this thing called a return receipt.
I asked him what this was and he said it was it was my credit receipt.
I told him “No, it isn’t and I want a real one showing my card number and a negative transaction”.
He gets clerk # 2 to help him, I get a real credit receipt.
Being a credit card transaction, I don’t know how, but he gave me a credit for $ 3.00 less than the original charge and then handed me $ 12.00 and change in cash.
I guess the extra 9 bucks cash was for wasting 55 minutes at the store.
Went home, did some homework with my daughter and drive her to the Halloween gig. Now she’s happy.
Around 8:30 pm, went back to Autozone #1, different crew this time of day.
Got a car battery off the shelf placed it on the counter and a younger African American girl helps me. I told her I had the cores in the truck and asked her if she wanted me to bring them in for the core charge credit, so I did. She had no problems with that, they also had one caliper in stock, she printed up the core vouchers, applied all of them to my bill and I cashed out in 12 minutes.
I can pick up the remaining calipers tomorrow at 9am.
Sorry this was so long, but it seems that this kind of thing is becoming the norm these days.
The world wasn’t like this years ago, people were generally educated, at least at their job, cared and were generally efficient and responsible.
I’m considering sending a copy of this to someone at Autozone HQ, not that they’ll give a rat’s ass.
I really feel sad for my daughter, I’m afraid this is a sample what’s in store for her in this changing new world.
BTW, always make copies of your receipts for lifetime waranties, the ink seems to disappear in 6 months and the computer records also magically are purged.
Discovered I had 3 leaking calipers yesterday, replaced one a year ago.
Stopped by the closest Autozone #1 on the way to the shop to check the stock and lead time and the clerk from his terminal said they could be here in 4 days. Bought them many times there before and knew that was bogus, so I left, deciding to go to Autozone #2 on the way home.
Took off the 3 calipers and was planning to give them the cores at the time of order (since you pay in advance) and save the 3 x 32 bucks core charge and later credit hassle.
Picked up my 11 year old daughter from school and got to Autozone #2, figured it would take 15 minutes tops, since she had a Halloween todo later tonight.
Pick up a new battery, took it to the counter and an African American clerk who you could tell was sort of new, but eager to help started looking up the calipers.
I told him I had all the cores, including the bad battery in the truck outside.
He had to go thru each caliper separately on the computer and printed out “core vouchers” for each core.
They did have one caliper in stock, so he asked a Caucasian clerk about the core vouchers, who immediately said that I couldn’t return the cores ahead of physically receiving the new calipers, so I would have to be charged for the cores anyway.
Then they got the Caucasian store manager and he confirmed that I couldn’t do the cores at this time. I don’t know how but it then got into a discussion amongst the three, as to whether I really had the cores, because no one had seen them.
I suggested that since the computer software had already accepted the core credits that they should be able to do it with no problem. If it couldn’t, the software just wouldn’t have accepted it. They didn’t understand that and besides, who am I to tell them how their stuff works, right.
So my daughter and I head out the door to get the cores. I was going to give her a 20 second speech on studying hard at school to prevent a certain mentality and no sooner did we exit the door, she pipes up and says, “Boy, those people are idiots!” I still gave her a short speech.
Seeing the actual cores didn’t help a bit, so I conceded and went to the cash register and paid the bill.
Well the receipt only showed one caliper and the battery and they still charged the core anyway, even for the caliper I was taking. I was worried about the other two calipers not even having been ordered.
So I went back to the first clerk and asked him if he had really ordered the other two calipers. He was lost by what the 2nd clerk did at the cash register terminal, and couldn’t find him anywhere, so he got the manager again. The manager looked at it briefly and said he didn’t know anything about it so he’ll have to get the 2nd clerk that rang it up. I reminded him that he infact was in on the earlier discussion.
Before I know it, all three are helping other customers. They already had my money.
I looked at the manager and getting a little loud said, ”I’ve been here long enough, let’s do something”
He then get’s the 2nd clerk again whose face is beet red by this time staring at the receipt and still doesn’t have a clue passes it off back to the manager.
The manager is even more clueless at this point and wants to go thru the parts at the terminal again.
So I then just said, “We have to leave, let’s cancel everything and just credit my card back the charge”
Had to repeat that three times.
So instead of doing this at the cash register terminal, the manager goes to a counter terminal and after a few minutes prints out this thing called a return receipt.
I asked him what this was and he said it was it was my credit receipt.
I told him “No, it isn’t and I want a real one showing my card number and a negative transaction”.
He gets clerk # 2 to help him, I get a real credit receipt.
Being a credit card transaction, I don’t know how, but he gave me a credit for $ 3.00 less than the original charge and then handed me $ 12.00 and change in cash.
I guess the extra 9 bucks cash was for wasting 55 minutes at the store.
Went home, did some homework with my daughter and drive her to the Halloween gig. Now she’s happy.
Around 8:30 pm, went back to Autozone #1, different crew this time of day.
Got a car battery off the shelf placed it on the counter and a younger African American girl helps me. I told her I had the cores in the truck and asked her if she wanted me to bring them in for the core charge credit, so I did. She had no problems with that, they also had one caliper in stock, she printed up the core vouchers, applied all of them to my bill and I cashed out in 12 minutes.
I can pick up the remaining calipers tomorrow at 9am.
Sorry this was so long, but it seems that this kind of thing is becoming the norm these days.
The world wasn’t like this years ago, people were generally educated, at least at their job, cared and were generally efficient and responsible.
I’m considering sending a copy of this to someone at Autozone HQ, not that they’ll give a rat’s ass.
I really feel sad for my daughter, I’m afraid this is a sample what’s in store for her in this changing new world.
BTW, always make copies of your receipts for lifetime waranties, the ink seems to disappear in 6 months and the computer records also magically are purged.