How NTL are incompetent and why
Posted: 25/01/2005 - 14:38
Got really p***ed off over the last few months with the amount of calls I'm getting with people trying to sell me double glazing. I even went as far as telling a firm in a glorious hissy fit that "I had some f***ing double glazing so don't bother calling me ever again". They went on to call me another 5 times in the next 2 months before the penny finally dropped with them and they eventually left me alone.
Hasn't stopped some other enterprising cold callers though who have plagued and spammed my phone line to the point of it becoming tedious and particularly annoying. Finally had enough last Friday night so attempted to get my phone number changed. Eventually got it sorted last night but not before a spectacular display of incompetence by NTL and their oh-so-helpful customer service operatives.
It all started Friday evening where I gave my simple request for a change due to "malicious and nuisance calls". NTL said no problem and said for me to dial 175 24 hours after my request when the work would be complete to transfer my service. 24 hours later and the call was made only to hear a dead line tone burbling out of the receiver. No more time to call NTL back Saturday, shop was closed Sunday so when Monday came around, the "game" picked up from where it left off.
Another call to NTL who replied "sorry sir, you've been given the wrong number, it's actually 1579". Rung 1579, got a stupid robot woman asking me for a password. In all the time I've had NTL with TV and the phone, I have never been asked for a password so this was a complete mystery to me. The internet, on the other hand, is a completely different nest of vipers, or something.
Rung NTL back, politely recounted my dilemma, they said "sorry sir, you've been given the wrong number, it's actually 1234". Ok, 1234 it is then. Rung it then proceeded to have one of the longest laughing fits I have ever had because NTL, in their infinite wisdom, had given me the number to one of the oldest institutions running. Can you guess what it is? None other than the speaking clock.
After a break to calm down a bit (more from laughing too hard than anything else), call no.4 to NTL was started. Told them of the continual wrong numbers given. They said "oh, the 1579 number is the right one but you need to call a mobile to get the new number displayed on the mobile". Utterly baffling and ludicrous but understandable given who were dealing with here. As the final cherry-on-the-cake, the woman operator added, with a touch of irony, "tricks of the trade, unfortunately". Oh well, that's alright then. When I send you my bill for these pointless calls I have had to make, I'm sure you will have a chortle just like I'm supposed to.
However, it's a good thing I've got one of those talk unlimited phone packages that means I can talk up to an hour without further charge. Without that, I probably wouldn't have seen the funny side of this until much later.
Nothing changes the fact they are still incredibly incompetent at organising things. Seem to scrape by actually running things (as I type, my 750k broadband chugging along quite nicely) but organising is a whole new ball game for the highly skilled bollock jugglers that NTL choose to unleash to assist us mere mortals.
Bless 'em.
Hasn't stopped some other enterprising cold callers though who have plagued and spammed my phone line to the point of it becoming tedious and particularly annoying. Finally had enough last Friday night so attempted to get my phone number changed. Eventually got it sorted last night but not before a spectacular display of incompetence by NTL and their oh-so-helpful customer service operatives.
It all started Friday evening where I gave my simple request for a change due to "malicious and nuisance calls". NTL said no problem and said for me to dial 175 24 hours after my request when the work would be complete to transfer my service. 24 hours later and the call was made only to hear a dead line tone burbling out of the receiver. No more time to call NTL back Saturday, shop was closed Sunday so when Monday came around, the "game" picked up from where it left off.
Another call to NTL who replied "sorry sir, you've been given the wrong number, it's actually 1579". Rung 1579, got a stupid robot woman asking me for a password. In all the time I've had NTL with TV and the phone, I have never been asked for a password so this was a complete mystery to me. The internet, on the other hand, is a completely different nest of vipers, or something.
Rung NTL back, politely recounted my dilemma, they said "sorry sir, you've been given the wrong number, it's actually 1234". Ok, 1234 it is then. Rung it then proceeded to have one of the longest laughing fits I have ever had because NTL, in their infinite wisdom, had given me the number to one of the oldest institutions running. Can you guess what it is? None other than the speaking clock.
After a break to calm down a bit (more from laughing too hard than anything else), call no.4 to NTL was started. Told them of the continual wrong numbers given. They said "oh, the 1579 number is the right one but you need to call a mobile to get the new number displayed on the mobile". Utterly baffling and ludicrous but understandable given who were dealing with here. As the final cherry-on-the-cake, the woman operator added, with a touch of irony, "tricks of the trade, unfortunately". Oh well, that's alright then. When I send you my bill for these pointless calls I have had to make, I'm sure you will have a chortle just like I'm supposed to.
However, it's a good thing I've got one of those talk unlimited phone packages that means I can talk up to an hour without further charge. Without that, I probably wouldn't have seen the funny side of this until much later.
Nothing changes the fact they are still incredibly incompetent at organising things. Seem to scrape by actually running things (as I type, my 750k broadband chugging along quite nicely) but organising is a whole new ball game for the highly skilled bollock jugglers that NTL choose to unleash to assist us mere mortals.
Bless 'em.