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Splash down

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

This email chain has been bouncing between me and my gym Splash over the last few weeks, and culminated in some bizarrely stalkerish phone calls today from Marc, followed by a run-in at the gym.  When he couldn’t solve my issue he resorted to blocking my access to the club, trying to force me to have a further conversation with him about it…. I think he’s forgetting who the customer is in this relationship!

Hopefully Theo (the owner) will have more sense.

From: Glen Smeaton-McCarty <glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu>
Date: 23 augustus 2010 21:42:52 GMT+02:00
To:theo@splashhealthclubs.nl” <theo@splashhealthclubs.nl>
Subject: Fwd: Wifi and facilities
Hi Theo
Is this considered good customer care in your organization?  Your staff holding memberships hostage to ‘talk’?  When I arrived this evening the membership was in fact blocked, and Marc was extremely hostile and refused to let the receptionist contact you, although she thought it was the right thing to do.  Overall he has acted like an upset child – taking the complaint very personally.
Marc refused to let me in the club, however the receptionist did let me through – she clearly has better sense and understands how important customer loyalty is in the current economic climate.
I’m very disappointed with the current direction of the club, and Marc doesn’t seem able to handle a serious complaint from a long standing and loyal customer.  As you know many customers simply leave without giving you the benefit of insights which may help you to understand which areas need to be a focus for retention.  Complaints like mine are an ideal way to not only hold onto one member, but to understand what we like and dislike in a club – an opportunity that Marc seems to have missed completely.
I have asked the receptionist (who was very good, incidentally) to give you my details, as I would like to discuss the matter with you directly, but here is my phone number too: 06xxxxxxxx.
Regards
Glen
Ps – I’m typing this in the club while I work out, but am unable to send as once again the wifi is offline.

Sent from my iPad

Begin forwarded message:
From: Marc Haasjes <marc@splashhealthclubs.nl>
Date: 23 augustus 2010 19:01:35 GMT+02:00
To: Glen Smeaton-McCarty <glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu>
Subject: RE: Wifi and facilities
Hello Glen,

I blocked your membership, it’s not possible for you to come in until you and me have a talk. I think it’s very rude to hang up the phone like that.

Regards,

Marc Haasjes
Manager Splash Healthclubs
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Van: Glen Smeaton-McCarty [glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu]
Verzonden: maandag 23 augustus 2010 18:23
Aan: Marc Haasjes
Onderwerp: Re: Wifi and facilities

Hi Mark

I have been waiting anxiously for the improvements you mention, but other than one of the soap dispensers being removed I don’t see any improvement at all over the last few weeks.  I’d also like to point out that the internet is still not working – every single day I have to speak to reception, and most days they haven’t any idea how to solve the issue.

So far passing my comments on to you doesn’t seem to have been effective.  Could you please put me in touch with the owner, as a last attempt to salvage something before I have no other option but to leave Splash after 8 years to find somewhere that not only provides hygienic and adequate facilities, but also takes customer complaints seriously, and I will likely take other customers with me as the social network is strong (and previously mentioned the only thing currently holding me there).

Regards
Glen

On 6 Aug 2010, at 13:52, Marc Haasjes wrote:

Hello Glen,

Thanks for your input. I will take this with me and take action on several points. After this weekend I have a meeting with the cleaning company, so these things should be solved on a short term.

Thnaks again and if you have any feedback, please let me know.

Kind Regards / Met vriendelijke groet,

Marc Haasjes

Manager Splash Healthclubs

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Van: Glen Smeaton-McCarty [glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu]

Verzonden: donderdag 5 augustus 2010 18:59

Aan: Marc Haasjes

Onderwerp: Re: Wifi and facilities

Hi Marc

Many thanks for getting back to me – it’s good to know that someone is actually listening.

I’m pleased to hear that soap dispensers and lockers are being fixed, but they have been a problem for quite a long time, so although it’s good news it’s quite late coming.  The showers are pretty grotty – in particular the floors are not cleaned often.  The on/off switches also frequently malfunction, which I think is because the infra-red eye isn’t cleaned, so it can’t see when a hand is being waved in front of it.  The showers run intermittently hot and cold without apparent reason – the number of people in the shower doesn’t seem to be the key, and a shower which is nice and warm can turn cold very quickly.

I’m glad that you mention classes as a reason to stay, as it’s another issue at the moment – where Splash used to have a wide range of many types of classes, and scattered them throughout the week, they’ve been gradually reduced so that pretty much the only classes happening during evenings are Spinning, Body Pump (of various types), kick boxing and Yoga – what happened to all of the other classes you used to run?

I’d also like to point out that the personal trainers are not particularly professional, and in some cases downright rude to customers that they aren’t training at that moment – they seem to forget that the gym is open to everyone, and not their own personal training facility.  Inga in particular has a habit of taking over an entire section of the gym and becomes difficult to handle when ‘her’ area is used by someone else.

The only benefit that is holding me at the moment is ‘nice members’ – I’ve been at Splash for a long time, and so know many of the other customers.  The rest of the benefits are easily found in almost every other gym in Amsterdam, and in some cases actually aren’t found at Splash (e.g. in the last 8 years I have never once had a free training session – at one per month that amounts to 96 sessions).

I’ve eaten in the reception only a couple of times, but every time the food has been lacking in taste and small portioned.  For a health club I would have expected a larger menu of high protein and low fat/sodium meals.  Since your key selling point at the moment is the other members it would seem a relatively good way to keep us happy (and at a low cost) would be to focus on the social aspects of the venue – provide good food in a nice environment and we’d be happy to spend time there…

I’m sure you are keen to maintain your customer base – as you know gaining new customers is much more expensive than retaining your current customer base, and so I’d be happy to  provide further feedback if it will help you to meet your organizational goals and enhance my gym experience.

Kind regards

Glen

On 5 Aug 2010, at 18:27, Marc Haasjes wrote:

Hello Glen,

Thanks for your e-mail and feedback.

A few things you mention I can explain. Soapdispensers will be replaced this week and lockers will be fixed after the holidays (the company is now closed because of the holidays).

Johnny is the owner of the Shop and he decides when teh shop is open. You can ask him if he can be open for a longer time. The other things like cold water and poor food are new for me. What do you mean with poor food? About the showers, I will check it out.

Dirty showers is an other thing I’m very sorry for that. Can you tell me when this happend or is it in your opinion all the time? With some more details I can take the right actions.

Why should you continue your membershiop with Splash?

- Unique location

- Best classes & teachers of Amsterdam

- A lot of classes on the roster

- Opening hours

- Good equipment

- Nice members

- Every month a free training with one of our fitnesstrainers

- Very good personal trainers

An coming soon, wifi that works again….

I hope you will stay a memebr for a long time.

Kind regards / Met vriendelijke groet,

Marc Haasjes

Manager Splash Healthclubs

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Van: theo@hosting03.exonet.nl [theo@hosting03.exonet.nl] namens Glen Smeaton-McCart [glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu]

Verzonden: woensdag 4 augustus 2010 15:08

Aan: Marc Haasjes

Onderwerp: Wifi and facilities

From: Glen Smeaton-McCarty <glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu>

Subject: Wifi and facilities

Vestiging: Splash Health Club Leidseplein

Message Body:

Dit bericht is verstuurd via het contactformulier op de website van Splash Healthclubs. Neem contact op met deze (potentiele) klant!

Het telefoonnummer van de klant is: 0655525850

Het emailadres van de klant is: glen@smeaton-mccarty.eu

De klant heeft dit bericht achtergelaten:

I have been a member at your club for more than 7 years, and would like to register my growing dissatisfaction with the facilities.  It seems that there is little re-investment in facilities, and the services which are on offer are deteriorating (broken lockers, dirty showers, no soap in dispensers, irregularly cold water in showers, poor quality food in reception, limited store opening hours, to name but a few).  In particular the Wifi has been offline every day for the last 2 weeks.  Sometimes when I speak to the staff at the reception desk they can restart the service, whereas other times they tell me they can’t do anything, but will ‘ write it in their book’ – not that this seems to be read by anyone, as the next day the situation is exactly the same.

I look forward to your response, and in particular why you feel I should continue to pay you €69 per month when there are many other gyms in Amsterdam offering similar or better services at a similar or lower cost.

Regards

Glen Smeaton-McCarty

California Gays

Friday, August 13th, 2010

Gay Pride weekend in Amsterdam – part 1 – the parade

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

Gay pride in Amsterdam is always fun – it attracts hundreds of thousands of people, and the ‘floats’ really do float, since they’re boats on the canal.  Overall I’d say the best thing about Gay Pride here is actually the straight people – the vast majority of spectators are straight people, mostly families, and pretty much always with their kids.  It’s a really inclusive environment, and although I couldn’t say that 100% of the Dutch are gay friendly, overall they are more than tolerant – they actually celebrate homosexuality with us.

The parade is always around the start of August, which you would think would guarantee good weather, and this year we’ve had an incredibly hot and sunny summer, so we were all looking forward to a lovely hot sunny day out on the canals.  Unfortuantely a week beforehand the weather reports were looking gloomy – nice weather on Friday, and on Sunday, but crappy and rainy on Saturday.  Despite the number of fairies on the parade not one of them had a magic wand to change the weather and we had rain pretty much the whole day.

The theme for the Gay Pride was ‘Celebrate’ (although one boat in particular misunderstood and thought it was ‘celebrity’ and dressed as different famous people – Dutch people can sometimes make very slight, but often hilarious mis-translations :-)

Rapido decided early on that it wasn’t going to be hosting a boat, which I wasn’t too happy about as I love being on the boats, however just 3 weeks before the GP weekend they finally relented and it was a mad rush to get everything ready in time.

We had to be at the boat staging area for 10:30 to get the boat prepared and be there before the other guests – with the exception of the performers everyone had to pay to be on board, so we needed to check them all in and tag them with a security band for the day.  Since it was already raining we did everything we could to keep spirits high, but it was tough work

The boat seemed small for the 70 people climbing on, and combined with the enormous wings that Gaydar had provided to be our angels (our boat theme was Cowboys and Angels) we had very little room to move around

Finally we got on board and moved off to the parade, getting wetter and wetter…  fortunately wings and hats kept much of the rain off, but those of us with feathers were rather sodden by the time we got to the event

The parade, suprising considering the rain, was extremely well turned out – hundreds of thousands of people were watching us from the sides of the canals, and they were only slightly reduced in enthusiasm against years with good weather.  The noise was incredible, and the DJ onboard (Giangi) was great and kept us up and jumping the whole way.  Check out the movie clip here;  The crowd and Patrick

We spent about 4 hours working our way around the canals, and although the rain persisted for pretty much the whole way we had a great time

The crowd were still as enthusiastic at the end, although we were starting to wonder how long we would have to spend in the cold and rain;  check out another crowd clip;  Crowd

By the end of the day we were wet, tired, cold, and to be honest couldn’t wait to get off the boat.  We leapt off when back at the staging point and happily ran into the bathroom of the Muziekgebouw to put on dry clothes and head home… even though it wasn’t exactly a perfect day, it was spent being proud of our lifestyles and I had a great time with my wonderful husband.

Drama in Antwerp

Monday, July 26th, 2010

Once again Belgium turned out to be drama. I’m not sure what it is about this sleepy little country that does it to me, but coincidences always seem to collude and conspire against me to create situations that lead to disaster, and this visit was no exception.

We decided to go to Antwerp on the spur of the moment on Saturday morning. Patrick and I had the rare opportunity of a free weekend with no plans, so to fuel his need for adventure we picked up a hire car and trekked down through e
Netherlands to Belgium.

The drive itself was uneventful, and as we’d used Expedia to book accommodation we followed Tomtom’s advice on how to get there.

Arriving at the location, called BE Condos we were a little surprised to find nobody at the reception desk, however after a few minutes of searching we discovered a sign telling us that the desk was only manned during normal office hours and to call a Belgian number at other times. Calling the number connected us to the building manager, and with a sinking feeling we heard that he didn’t have a reservation for us, hadn’t heard of either us or Expedia, and was totally full.

We were blown away of course – we had the confirmation of the booking, and had provided payment with a credit card, so weren’t leaving without a room, or at the very least a full refund. The guy started to get surly – I think he wasn’t a full time manager – probably just some guy getting cheap accommodation in exchange for basic servicing of the building facilities – and his lack of anything remotely like customer service skills showed.

His practice of leaving keys for guests at the reception desk with names on envelopes meant that our issue had one relatively simple conclusion; we’d paid for a room, and there were keys there, so we told the guy that wed take one of those. It only took about 30 seconds for him to come charging into the reception, snatching the envelope from us, and declaring that he would call the police if we didn’t leave immediately.

We showed him our reservation confirmation, but he still stuck fast to his position that he had no idea who we were, he had no reservation for us and we had to leave. Since we refused he (eventually) picked up a phone and called his area manager.

Marina (the area manager) was much more understanding and told us that the central reservations team must have made an arrangement with Expedia, as she also had not heard that reservations could be made that way. Since the location was indeed full there was nothing she could do there, but we had indeed paid, and they had other properties in Antwerp, so she promised to call the other place and get back to us in 5 minutes. To be on the safe side, now that we had someone who made sense on the phone, we also took her number.

After 15 minutes the local manager returned to the reception and told us again that we had to leave, and that he was going to call the police as he felt threatened (apparently sitting talking on the sofa was a threatening activity)! As we were legitimately waiting for a call back from
Marina we declined to leave, and so the guy (incredibly) actually called the police.

Fortunately we’d taken Marina’s number so we called her immediately. She was a little confused, and asked if the manager had provided us with the address of the other property where she had already arranged a room for us… (???!!!??!!!?). Clearly he hadn’t, and I told Marina that she was, perhaps, losing control of her manager here, and she gave us the address which went straight into the Tomtom.

Right as we were thanking Marina the police turned up, so I handed them the phone to have Marina explain the whole story. They could quickly see that the weirdo manager was wasting their time, and as we were clearly very calm and in general a little bewildered by the whole thing they let us head straight off and focussed on the guy, who by now was starting to talk loudly and rapidly to one of them.

We found the other building with no trouble, and as it turns out was literally around the corner from the place we wanted to visit that weekend, and so the little drama ended up saving us time and money in taxis over the weekend.

The second property had a lovely manager called Lillian, who was sweet and understanding – she didn’t erase the memory of the first guy, but did restore some of my faith in the organization.

The rest of the weekend was drama-free, but we are still wondering what the police said to the guy after we left…

Why can’t UPC get it right?

Wednesday, February 24th, 2010

UPC drives me crazy more than any other company here in the Netherlands. Not only is the hardware dreadful (the latest modem has stopped working three times in two months), but the technical and customer service to (try to) resolve problems is at a level that a third world country would be disappointed with.

My latest run-in;

The Internet is vital for me, as I work from home most days, so being offline is like having a missing arm.

On Monday morning the third light on the modem started flashing – not a good sign. Patrick called UPC as I had to go to work. The woman he spoke to seemed to know what she was talking about – diagnosing that the modem was OK and finding out that everyone in our neighborhood was off, so this was a network issue and should be fixed soon. Fortunately we were both working, so didn’t need the internet for several hours, and it was back on again when I arrived home from work.

So far so good.

Later that evening it went off again….

My first call to the helpdesk (which is an 0900 number, and from a mobile costs 35c per minute) went downhill pretty fast;

The woman who answered the phone – giving her name as Maxima Dykstra, without checking anything at all, diagnosed that it was likely to be my coax cable, and that I should swap it out. Clearly I don’t keep spare coaxial cables in the house, so she advised that I needed to go and ask my neighbour to unplug their internet so that I could borrow theirs! Since I don’t know my neighbours well enough (and if I did I wouldn’t put them through that much trouble) it wasn’t an option, so she told me that she could book an engineer’s call, but if the cable was faulty he’d charge me €65!

Obviously I wasn’t happy with this answer, so I asked to speak to her supervisor. She took a minute and (as always) told me that her supervisor was in a meeting (these guys must have a LOT of meetings – I’ve never yet asked for one and found them available).

I told the agent that I wan’t pleased with her service, and she promptly cut me off!

After taking a few deep breaths I dialled again…  worked my way through the frustration of a system asking me to speak my postcode and not understading my heavily accented Dutch to get hold of an agent who did put me through to the complaints department promptly.

The guy in the complaints department was Marcel, and was actually quite helpful…  and when I say ‘helpful’ I mean that he helped me build up a further 40 minute phone call at 35c per minute, but didn’t unfortuantely manage to help the problem at all.  He couldn’t diagnose the issue, couldn’t tell me anything about the terrible Ms Dykstra other than that he would pass my comments back to her supervisor, and in the end had to book an engineer – for 3 days later!…  I would have no internet for 3 days, followed by a day having to stay home waiting for the guy to arrive (the most they could define the appointment was between 8am and 1pm).

Clearly it wasn’t a good solution, but I was out of options, so took the appointment.

The next morning the modem was miraculously working again, and I received an automated text message to my phone telling me that they could see the modem was working and so had cancelled my engineer…  so much for personal service.

USA… didn’t like it without hubby

Monday, December 21st, 2009

OK, so I have to admit that I brought it on myself…  I lobbied for the trip to the US so that Patrick and I could go over and pick up some more of his belongings, and it totally backfired on me.  The day after we arranged the flights he got his job offer, and that screwed up the plans, as he had to work during the time we were away.  The week before the trip wasn’t great, but I got through it by trying not to think about how much I was going to miss him…  The 10 days I’ve been away, however….

The visit started poorly, as we’d arranged a flight changing in Boston for a cheaper price, and as it was ‘no changes and no cancellations’ we were not only unable to get his flight price back, but I had an 8 hour flight to Boston, followed by a 4 hour wait and then a further 1 hour flight to JFK.

Boston airport was OK, but I really didn’t enjoy such a long trip.

Once in NYC I quickly went through the shopping tasks that Patrick had left with me, including picking up a Mac Mini for him.  I also went to his storage space to rummage through his old stuff and bring back essential items like warm winter clothing and IT accessories he needs.  There were some lovely old pictures of him when he was younger too, but I left those for next time – I really want him to go through them and show me them with stories attached.  From the couple I leafed through he was an adorable kid though.

The weekend was relatively uneventful, partly due to the timezone shift shutting me off around 10pm, and also because I wasn’t really ready to ‘enjoy’ the gayer aspects of NYC.  I was asleep in the hotel before 11pm both nights.  The hotel itself wasn’t great – it was a Radisson, which I would usually think was good, but the room was in desperate need of refurbishment, and the doormen in NYC use whistles to attract cabs for their customers, so those regular and insistent whistles combined with honking horns woke me up regularly.

On the Sunday I took a car over to New Jersey, and met up with Latisha who had just arrived from Europe.  Latisha is a colleague with a mad shoe/shopping addiction, so we immediately went shopping to the Short Hills Mall.  The place is full of designer shops, so we were both happy, and I stocked up on Abercrombie and Fitch gear again.

Gary Zebrowski – the new Transformation Manager was in attendance, and proved himself to be totally out of his depth.  He has no idea of the size of mess he’s getting himself into with this client – he’s been sold this role as though it’s a senior project manager, and that it can be run with a set of complex mpp files…  he’s starting to realise that this isn’t the case at all and it’s much more complicated than he thought.

The workshop with the customer was, as always, boring and full of discussions that they should have had before we arrived.  What could have been done in 2 days took the entire week and we still didn’t get everything done.  Gary also dropped a bollock on the Wednesday by mentioning that he didn’t yet have a replacement for me… this wouldn’t have been such a big problem if someone (Marek!) had told them customer that I was leaving the account.  Jason went barmy about it, and raised an escalation.  Tinus has already assigned me to another account for January 1st, though, so it’s too late.

By the Friday I was so bored that I couldn’t wait to get out of there.  We booked the car early (2pm) so that we could get over to NYC before the rush hour traffic.

Latisha and I were relieved to be done, and went out on the Friday evening – first a manicure, then dinner at Vynl in Chelsea.  The cute waiter was there again, and he paid a lot of attention to us.  I’m not sure if it was because he thought I was cute, or that he liked Latisha’s false eyelashes… either way it was nice ;-)

Unfortunately that’s where the weekend started to go wrong.  It was bitterly cold, so staying out wasn’t really an option, so I was back at the hotel by 10pm, bored and having had no hubby for a week decided to go online and find some fun.  The rest of the night decended into chaos (you’ll have to read my other blog for details), and the next day I was wracked with guilt.  I called Patrick who assured me that it was totally OK, and was only sorry that I hadn’t had a better time.  He’s amazing – truly the best man I’ve ever known.

On the Saturday – the day before I was due to fly home – true to form the weather turned, and we got snow.  Not just a couple of centimeters like in Europe, but 12 inches in under 24 hours.  This caused problems for the airport and so most of the domestic flights are cancelled.  I’m currently sitting at the airport (I got here very early ‘just in case’, but now have a 4 hour wait until my flight leaves.  There are people everywhere sitting on the floors… fortunately I have a Silver Elite membership so didn’t have to queue to check in or drop my bags, but finding somewhere comfortable to wait has been a struggle.  Now that I found a seat the fire alarm has mistakenly gone off – they’ve stopped the sound, but there is a blindingly bright light flashing right in front of me, so I’ll have a migraine pretty soon.

The flight’s still showing as ‘on time’, but I guess we’ll have to wait and see….

USA. Love it or hate it?

Friday, December 11th, 2009

I’m in the throws of a dilemma…  do I love coming to the USA, or hate it?

On one hand it’s total paranoia central – getting through airport security is ridiculous;  scanned, x-rayed, shoes taken off, belt off (maybe naked scanning is next? :-) ), laptop out of bag, no more than 100ml of liquids (or 3 oz in the US itself, which confuses the hell out of me), and the liquids need to be in bottles labeled less than 100ml, and in a ziplock bag…  all that to get on a plane, and I have to believe that true terrorists are better organised than that – surely if you need more than 100ml of liquid for whatever they use it for they’d just get several people to meet up and put all of their 100ml’s together??

On the other hand I love being in the airports here – I have a Peppermint Chocolate Mocha from Starbucks in my hands, there’s free wifi and and a plug socket beneath my seat.  The customer service is amazing, and prices are really cheap for everything…

The big downside of this trip is that my darling Patrick isn’t with me.  He had to work, so I’m on the visit alone, and that really sucks just 10 days after we got married.  I’ll have to recover myself by shopping with every spare minute :-)

Fu*k-ING crazy process

Thursday, December 10th, 2009

About 3 weeks ago Patrick and I went to the local ING bank branch to open a joint account.  We’re both individual account holders there, so expected it to be quite simple to just open a second account with both names.  We knew we’d have to submit another application, though, so went well prepared with passports, address confirmations, financial information etc.

The clerk used our existing account information to gather the data he needed, and copied our documents, attaching it all together and asked us to sign the application and the example signatures.  He then told us it would take around 2-3 days for the application to be worked and the account set up.

A week later we returned to the branch as we had heard nothing from the head office.  The second clerk we spoke to told us that he couldn’t find any record in the system of an application, but that wasn’t unusual as it could take a week or 10 days for the account to be opened.  Although we were unhappy with the initial advice being incorrect we left and agreed to wait a few more days.

After 2 weeks had passed we again returned to the branch and spoke again to the second clerk, who looked again in the computer system and informed us that there had been a problem as our documents had been lost!  We immediately asked to speak to the supervisor and were told we had to come back (again) later in the day when she (Miss Beck) would be available.  We were not amused at this point – what had happened to our documents?  Security of information clearly isn’t foremost in ING’s minds.

We returned at 6pm that day to see Miss Beck, who informed us that our documents had been lost by the head office, but not to worry as they were definitely lost somewhere secure (post apparently can only go to the head office, and not into the hands of potentially identity stealing criminals) and that she had copies kept locally which she would have resent by fax immediately.  This raised other issues in my mind – why were they keeping copies?  If the originals were ‘lost’ could they be used by someone to steal our identity and open up an account in our names?  She didn’t have answers to any of these.

Yesterday (now 3 weeks later) we received a letter with our original application documents in the post from the head office informing us that your original clerk had put the wrong address on the form!  Not only was this strange for us to see (as the letter came to the correct address, so they could clearly find the details), but shows that the originals weren’t lost at all.  In addition we also received in the package an internal ING letter from the branch to the head office explaining that there had been an error on their part and they had never sent our original forms (dated the day we went in to complain to Miss Beck)!!!  She had lied to us!!!

We returned to the bank branch furious, and Miss Beck apologised profusely and offered speedy service and a callback from her manager the next day (today).  At the appointed time he didn’t call, so off we went to the branch again.  When we arrived Miss Beck was on the phone to him, so we reviewed the situation (again!).  The account has now been set up, but still not really a satisfactory answer on why this has been such an issue… lots of apologies but not much action.

My advice;  Stay clear of ING as a personal bank. It’s not worth the trouble.

Wedding pictures

Wednesday, December 9th, 2009

Now available here

Feel free to comment and/or add star ratings – there are so many that I’m struggling to work out which are the good and bad ones!

i-Pods with crap earphones

Tuesday, December 8th, 2009

Why do apple provide crappy earphones? It’s driving me barmy listening to the tinny noise of other people’s music on the tram.  The earphones provided are really cheap and don’t fit into ear canals properly, so there’s a lot of bleed-over of noise that everyone else doesn’t want to hear.

Worse still are the young people (usually Maroccans or black guys) who play their phone music without earphones at all – like I want to hear the shit they’re listening to!!

The thing that drives me totally crazy, though, are people who tap their feet or nails in time to their own music – it’s like some sort of weird biological metronome counting down the beats.

Is it wrong to feel that these people deserve beheading? :-)