I am
acquainted with a couple of people, who take great pride in retelling stories
about how they were at the receiving end of bad service from either a
restaurant or a resort or a store, and how they managed to make the individuals
apologise and pay for their misdemeanours (real or perceived).
I
recently had an interesting experience:
My
mother had to undergo a surgery and we headed to the hospital to get
an admission on the eve of the scheduled surgery. Now, this hospital – a branch of a
large and well renowned hospital throughout India - was about 40kms outside of
Bombay and the drive was tiring.
When
we reached the place, the procedure for getting an admission proved to be
extremely enigmatic. We waited around
for 3-4hours before the resident doctor even met us. We had little or no information about the procedure, or, if we even would have the surgery as scheduled.
While
we were faced with this traumatic experience, a ward boy, Mahesh, came over. He
asked us where we were from and enquired about my mom’s health.
We
also managed to slide in a few questions, such as- when would the admissions
happen?, was there a private ward that we could get? etc
Though
he did not know too much about how it all worked, he helped us as much as he
could.
After
about 5 hours, at 10pm (less than 12 hours before the surgery) we managed to
get a private ward and Mahesh came around, to check if everything was okay.
Now,
in my experience, this sort of behavior normally indicates that he was expecting some money
from me for all the help rendered. So 4
days after the surgery, when we were about to get a discharge, I took Mahesh
aside, thanked him and handed him some money.
To
my shock, he refused to accept even a single rupee from me! He told me, “I
don’t help patients because I expect money from them. I help because I can and not
because you would give me money for my help. Please take the money back. Your
mother’s health and best wishes are reward enough”
Now,
here was a ward boy, young, not very well paid, one of the employees on the
lower rungs of the organization and he refused to accept money from me.
Today,
I wrote an email to the hospital, telling them how good the service was (except
the initial admission bit) and pointed out Mahesh in particular.
In
10 minutes, I got this response from the Director of the organization. He had
copied in the entire staff on his response –
You
have made my day!
For
the Director of such a large organization to respond to an email within minutes of receiving it,
for an employee on “it’s lowest rung” to refuse to accept any money. To say I
am impressed would be an understatement.
Over
the last few weeks I have had an education. This was one among the many lessons.