Personal Journeys

PERSONAL JOURNEYS

March 28, 2004|By Special to the Sun

A Memorable Place

When bad things happen at good hotels

By Judy Mandell

SPECIAL TO THE SUN

Bad things happen at hotels. The room isn't ready when you arrive, the TV is broken, the toilet doesn't stop flushing, a poolside party keeps you up all night, the room service is late. Or there's the horrible blunder like the one my husband and I experienced in New York City.

Jerry made reservations at our favorite hotel. This was to be our 30th anniversary celebration. We would arrive separately, since he'd be flying in from Atlanta and I from Charlottesville, N.C. His plane was to land at 11 a.m. and I wouldn't get there until 2.

When I arrived, the front desk agent told me my husband never checked in.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "Please look in the computer again." "No, madam, he's not here," he replied curtly.

I went to the room and immediately called the airline. His plane landed on schedule at 11. What happened? Where was he? I stayed in the room and called the front desk every half hour, then every 15 minutes. "No, sorry. He hasn't arrived," was the response I got each time.

I began to lose it. I envisioned the movie An Affair To Remember, when Deborah Kerr was struck by a taxi as she ran across Fifth Avenue to meet her lover, Cary Grant. I suddenly knew Jerry was dead, lying in a pool of blood on that very same avenue.

Then the phone rang. My heart was pounding. I hesitated to pick up the receiver, fearful that I would hear about my poor husband.

"Madam, we are so sorry," said the formerly indignant clerk. "We have made a dreadful mistake. Actually, your husband checked in at noon. He is in Room 1228" (I was in Room 632).

I rushed up to Room 1228. There was a note on the bed. "It's 12:30. I'm going out shopping for a surprise. I'll be back in time for dinner. Love, Me."

Although I was a wreck, we met our friends for dinner as planned. I described my ordeal.

"What an awful blunder," said my friend, who happened to be an expert in hotel management. "Judy, go back to the hotel and complain. Talk to the general manager -- not the front desk clerk or the resident manager." She explained that hotels want to make up for their mistakes. They don't want valued clients to leave unhappy. Customers tell 10 times as many people about bad experiences as good ones, so complainers can really hurt a company's image.

"Managers want to do something so you'll come back," she said.

I returned to the hotel, called the man-ager, and told him the story.

"Oh, I am so sorry. What can I do for you -- anything," he said. "A free room for a weekend, dinner -- please, name it," he begged.

As we spoke, there was a knock at the door. A gray-suited woman entered, carrying a vase of red roses in one hand, a tray of chocolate-covered strawberries in the other, and a bottle of champagne was tucked under her arm.

"From the general manager," she said. "We are so sorry."

Well, guess what. We got a free weekend at the hotel and dinner at its fanciest restaurant, beverages included.

In her book A Complaint Is a Gift, Janelle Barlow says complaining customers are the most loyal customers. "If a company takes a customer's complaint seriously and gives them a token of atonement beyond what they expected, they will likely reciprocate by continuing to do business and saying positive things about the company."

A sincere apology goes a long way, but this hotel did even more. So the marketing gurus are right.

I am that loyal customer. I still like that hotel -- better than ever.

I'm coming back.

Judy Mandell lives in North Garden, Va.

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