I went to quest to have my blood drawn for a medical program. I came on a Monday at opening time. I fasted for the draw ...and was ready to get a stick. There were seven people ahead of me. Despite the busyness, the waiting room was quiet as patients whispered to their spouses ...and the less tech-savvy folks figured out how to sign in on the iPads. It was tersely made clear that no one would be served if they didn't sign in on the ipad. No help was offered to those who were clearly struggling. I felt kind of bad for the senior citizens who did not speak English as a first language as they struggled to sign in. Still, the people behind the counter were dull and unhelpful. In fact, I am tech-savvy enough to sign in, however, the sensitivity settings on the iPad are so low that one had to smash the numbers really hard to make them enter into the iPad. That was somewhat annoying, at least noticeable.
As I waited after signing in the nurse, presumably, was taking people in for their lab tests and each time she unceremoniously slammed the door *thwack, kedunk!, Slam!!* killing any peace of mind created by the sleepy, bleary-eyed others waiting patiently. Three times, she did this. It was soooo unthoughtful and boorish. Let's face it, we're all about to have these people stick us with sharp things and them slamming around does not inspire confidence or calm.
So a young man calls my name. I do not, unbeknownst to me have the right lab order for the blood draw. I hand him my doctor's business card and say that this is where the results need to be sent. Here's where things really go sideways. His tone and entire demeanor with me is impatient, tired, uncombed hair and rolling eyes. If I were closer, I'm certain I would have gotten waft of morning breath because this guy just rolled out of bed and barely swiped the sleep out of his eyes before punching the clock. Maybe he slept in his car in the parking lot after a two day bender. Look, I'm no major dish, but I wash my face and make myself presentable for work.
He does not say, "ok let's see what we can do." He does not behave in any manner of customer service. He just says snarkily, "I can't help you without an order." Where's the solution- orientation? Also, why are you so tired that you cannot be helpful? You do this every day. I have never been here before. It is your job to HELP ME understand it. You're so overwrought that you need to place blame and slam doors literally and figuratively? I'm the one who fasted for a blood draw. After all, it's not as though it is Friday at 4:30pm... it's monday morning. You had all weekend to prepare for being at work at 7am. But you're spent?
I ask for a manager because I know I won't handle being treated this way. He rudely informs me that he's the head phlebotomist on duty. Ha! There's not a snowball's chance in hell that this guy is coming at me with a syringe.
No thank you. Fix your face and your tone. You are at work. Be helpful and be nice or be unemployed. Quest needs to staff people interested in providing care and service. read more