American Schmaltz or European Laissez-Faire?
A man walks into a shop. He lifts a bacon-and-egg roll, a banana milkshake, and a Finger of Fudge choc bar. He then walks up to the counter to pay. Nothing remarkable so far. Except… this is Northern Ireland. Here, regular customer service is a tale told by weary travellers. As for exceeding customer expectations, that concept is as mythical and woolly as the mammoth.
The man waits. And waits. And waits. The till attendant sees him but is more concerned with finishing a conversation about last Friday’s pub-crawl. This riveting dialogue – presumably with another ‘employee’ – is of first importance. The customer is secondary; an interference, an impertinence, a fly on the Read more…
