WAITING…WAITING…waiting…waiting….waiting…waiting…

Living in New York where instant gratification is almost mandatory, we endlessly wait for too many things. Lines at the supermarket, lines for buses, trains, planes, lines in department stores to buy or return items, lines for movies. The list is endless.

Not exactly lines, but being on hold for what seems like forever qualifies. That is probably the most frustrating wait because a robo voice asks you questions you cannot answer such as the party’s extension, last name, reason for your call, on and on until you want to shoot the robo. If you’re lucky you ultimately reach whomever who in all probability can’t resolve the issue so you ask for a supervisor. “Please hold,” a human says, “I will transfer you.” Waiting, waiting and then Bzzzz. You are now disconnected. Your choices then are redial and go through the same waiting exercise once more or simply hang up and say the hell with it. That is typically my choice.

Example: I received an EOB (Explanation of Benefits) from my health insurance company. I’m one of the few people who bothers to read it, understandably, but I did and noticed payment to a person I do not know nor the doctor who examined this anonymous person’s eyes on my claim sheet. Being a good citizen, I called the insurance company. BIG mistake. I waited and waited and waited until something finally answered with the usual questions and then I waited, waited, and waited for the supervisor in the claims department who could presumable resolve this error. End of story. Did I really want to devote a good portion of my life waiting for someone who questionably could be of help? No. So I hung up.

I think company CEOs should pretend to be a consumer and call his/her toll-free number. Perhaps then, the waiting waiting waiting will end.