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5 Things You Never Knew About Santa Claus & Coca-Cola

Santa Claus: A Fat, Jolly Kleptomaniac with a Raging Coke Addiction

Posted December 23, 2015 by henrymowry in Living Life

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When Customer Service Really Isn’t   3 comments

MCR LogoI am a Diet Coke drinker. Addict. Obsessed person. I have a soda in my hands from morning ’til night. Actually, that’s not the whole picture. My Bubba Keg with Diet Coke sits on my nightstand overnight, too, so I can have a wee sip in the dark of the night.

I love Diet Coke.

So, when they began a rewards program for their customers, it was inevitable that I would sign on. My Coke Rewards has been one of my annoying little habits for several years now; I dutifully enter the codes found under caps and inside cardboard containers of all Coke products. That must make me a model customer. A loyal customer.

I really want to like the program … one of the first rewards that we claimed was a discounted hotel package to stay at Yosemite National Park for a family vacation. We stayed at Yosemite Lodge at the Falls, and the family had a wonderful time. Courtesy of Diet Coke. It was a perfect, positive brand enhancement.

Picture perfect brand enhancement!

Picture perfect brand enhancement!

All good, right?

I am sad they haven’t offered that or any other comparable award since. I’ve had to make do with gift cards and the occasional kitchen utensil (for guess who).

Two days ago, I got an email telling me that if I entered codes from 12-packs, I would get double points. Winner! I dutifully dug into the drawer, and found some 12-pack codes waiting to be entered. Logged into my account.

And found that I had been robbed.

I had amassed a few thousand points, but they were gone. I went into the account history, and found that someone had gotten a $50 gift card and a $20 video game reward from my account. But it wasn’t me.

Hacked.

I found the way to email the My Coke Rewards customer service folks, and sent them my tale of woe. I quickly got a form email back telling me they’d respond in 48 hours. No problem. Today, I got the response.

Here’s the subject line of the email they sent me addressing my problem:

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When I replied to the email, here is the header information from their email that automatically copied into my email:

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At this point, I’m not feeling too warm and fuzzy. I’m also not feeling very Korean (or whatever language that is).

I then read the email below … which was in English, luckily:

Dear Henry,

Thank you for contacting MyCokeRewards.com and for taking the time to share your thoughts with us.

While we are not aware of any technical issues regarding the e-gift cards, we’d like to share this information with our technical teams. Please reply directly to this message with the following information:

– Does anyone else have access to the account?
– Do you access your account from home, work, library etc..?
– Had you downloaded any new software prior to the unauthorized transactions?
– Have any of your other personal accounts been affected (bank, credit card, etc…)?

Translation: isn’t it really YOUR fault that this happened? They ask me 4 questions, and all 4 assume that I have made a mistake to defeat their perfect security system. After all, as the email states, “we” are not aware of any technical issues. So it must be “you.”

Then they deliver the bitter pill, wrapped in aspartame (as befits a diet drink):

We’ll be happy to refund your points for the purchases in your account.  Please note this is being done as a one-time gesture of goodwill.  Therefore, we ask that you change your MCR password for security purposes.  Once you have done so, let us know and we’ll refund your points as promised.

Two real problems here:

1. They’re willing – happy, even – to refund my points. That’s implies there was a problem with my usage of the points, so they will balance the account by returning the funds used. They don’t say they will replace the points, which is more accurate, and less inflammatory.

2. They want me to change my MCR password. Uh, OK, what’s that? Then it hit me: MCR = My Coke Rewards. I’m just not hip enough to know their jargon. Classic customer service problem … you have to speak in your customer’s language (blew that one again, didn’t they!). By using jargon, they were actually talking down to me instead of communicating clearly what needed to happen.

We recommend that you take necessary steps to ensure continued security of your account.  For example, you may also wish to update the password to the email address linked to your MCR account.  We also suggest that you do not share your user name and/or password with anyone.

They then went on to tell me they recommend I take steps to change the password on my email account … you know, because they hadn’t messed enough things up for me. And, by the way, my email account password is DIFFERENT from the password that My Coke Rewards has … so even if my email was hacked (it wasn’t), the hacker wouldn’t have gained access to my precious points in, uh, MCR.

We look forward to hearing back from you.

If you have any other questions, feel free to contact us again.

Sincerely,

Luerena

Now, I don’t know who Luerena is, but she speaks for the entire Coca-Cola corporation when she tells me that “we” are looking forward to hearing from me.

They heard from me.

Was I snarky about the foreign language? You bet.

Was I snarky about their blame on me for no reason? You bet.

Did they replace the points in the account? You bet.

Thank goodness. I can’t imagine switching to Diet Pepsi.

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Posted November 9, 2013 by henrymowry in Living Life

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Grandma’s Bedroom Window   Leave a comment

The Mowry farm, circa 1955

The Mowry farm, circa 1955

We lived about a quarter mile away from Grandma & Grandpa’s house.  And we had to go there on Christmas Eve.  I was probably 4 years old.

Didn’t my parents know I had more important things to do on Christmas Eve?

At our house, Santa delivered the presents on Christmas Eve, and we opened them after dinner.  Santa had a lot of homes to visit, and we were one of the lucky early deliveries. That’s just the way it was.

But this day, THIS DAY, we had to go to Grandma’s house.  That was not my plan.  I wanted to be alert for when Santa came to our house.  I had just figured it out, you see, that if I just stayed alert, I would get to see Santa bring me my model train. I could meet Santa in my house.

Alert.  Vigilant.  That’s me.

So we were at Grandma’s, but I spent the whole visit looking out of her bedroom window, keeping an eye on our house so I would see when Santa got there.

Alert. Vigilant.  That’s me.

All day, I stared out that window.  Hours and hours of tedium.

And when we got back home, wouldn’t you know it, Santa had already delivered my toy train, which was sitting in the middle of the living room.  Which was great … but why didn’t I see Santa?  I was watching!  I was really watching! Santa, how did I miss you?

Merry Christmas!

Yes, Santa drinks Coca-Cola.  Well, maybe Diet Coke today ... just like me!

Yes, Santa drinks Coca-Cola. Well, maybe Diet Coke today … just like me!

Posted December 24, 2012 by henrymowry in Living Life

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