Prior to the turn of the century, I had a job for four years as a Quality Assurance analyst for an RTA furniture manufacturer. (RTA = ready to assemble; that is, flat-packed laminate-surface particle board items.) I hated the furniture, but I needed a job, and even though I didn’t consider the product to be “fine furniture” in any way it was a decent product “for the money”. Still, not my top choice, but at least honest work for an honest company.
The Customer Service people often got calls for “missing hardware” which wasn’t actually missing, which we were able to determine pretty quickly after seeing that a number of the calls were duplicates: They’d call on Monday about “missing hardware” and then call again on Friday after receiving what we sent them, no questions asked, to say that it was still missing.
I started to take some of those calls in an attempt to figure out what was really going on. And boy, were those people mad when they determined that a) we had shorted them on the proper hardware in the first place, then b) sent them “the wrong stuff” in response to the first call and now c) transferred their call to me in an apparent attempt (they presumed) to foist off the issue on a dupe and get rid of them.
So I’d generally get an earful – and just listen. I’d ask some questions, calmly, about things that they were saying that I didn’t hear or understand, but mostly it was just “listen and acknowledge” their frustration and anger. After I had heard them out and they were settled down that I wasn’t blowing them off, ignoring them or shouting them down, and they were calmer, we’d talk about what was usually the real issue. And nine times out of ten it was a misunderstanding of the instructions which was pretty easily resolved.
I started to build a database from the (usual) misunderstandings of our instruction manuals – which I could later talk to the illustrators about how to describe and show commonly confusing steps more clearly – and get the people on the line to understand that they really did have the right hardware, but it was the instructions that they were misreading.
It was pretty gratifying to actually hear the flash of understanding when they “got it” and made the proper assembly moves, or we could fix other common assembly issues with no muss, no fuss, and it was also helpful to our sales group to get the instructions clarified where they were frequently misunderstood.
Once in a while if someone started swearing at me during the first part, I would warn them that I could handle their anger and frustration, but not to make it personal. If they ignored me, then I would hang up on them. (The first time took some real thought on my part!) Then they’d call back, get transferred to me again (it was a smallish company), and realize that they’d better be nice – even if angry and still frustrated – and complete the process civilly.
I actually ended up liking that part of the job quite a bit.