Useful Christmas Gifts #6: Nespresso Christmas Variations

If you wanted to buy someone a Nespresso machine (wah, so generous, can I be your friend?), but they already have one, you could, this festive season, buy them a couple of tubes of the limited edition Christmas variations. This is especially good if you’re always bumming Nespresso off your friends when they invite you over, and you feel a bit guilty for depleting their stock.

There’s vanilla, almond and caramel. If you’re not already a Nespresso Club member, you can head down to their boutiques at Ion Orchard and Takashimaya to try them and buy them.

Meantime, before you leave your computer to do so, check out the entertaining and niftily animated game again.

Good coffee, funny commercials

Yesterday at a Nespresso media event, I watched a 30-sec TVC spot that will be aired on local tv next week. It’s funny. Not least because it stars George Clooney and John Malkovich:

Here’s the longer, 2 minute version:

And the one with the alternate ending:

Customer care

Billy Bombers @ Central

There were two incidences of good customer service that we experienced recently that we have to talk about here because sekali people say we only know how to complain.

First up, last night, because the queue at Ramen Santuoka was so long, and because we were so hungry, we went and dined at Billy Bonkers Bombers at The Central Not To Be Confused With Central Mall instead.

Two waiters served us. Jeffrey from Philippines and Tika from Nepal, and it has to be said that the two of them serve with big smiles on their dials and were prompt and attentive as they took our orders, served our drinks and asked if we needed anything else.

The test of the restaurant’s service came when our burgers were served. We had asked for them to be done medium, but on slicing the buggers (yes, we fork and knife any burger not gotten from a fast food joint), discovered the meat patty to be raw on the inside.

June, one of the managers there, took our complaint and asked if we needed our meal replaced, or whether she could offer us any dessert or tea, on the house, for our troubles. She also asked us to complete a feedback form so that she could pass it up to management, because, as she explained, sometimes when you just tell a chef something, nothing gets done about it, and so it has to go to the top or something, I can’t really remember because by this time I was so full from the breaded mushroom, chips and malted shake that my ears were sorta ringing.

When we asked for the bill, we were told that she’d given us a 50% discount on the offending burger. Nice.

And on to the other incident of good customer service. Now, good customer service means good service whether or not the customer actually buys anything off you, right?

Well the nice people at Nespresso got that part right. We were shopping for pods for their corporate coffee machine (which is not for sale by the way), and was told at their Takashimaya kiosk that the pods are also not for sale. And that the only things for sale were the home consumer machines and the capsules for which to use with them.

I chucked a mini-fit, and the salesman at the kiosk, a Peter Kwong, helped out in a way which I will not elaborate further because I don’t have faith in the decency of other Singaporean shoppers who I think will take advantage of his generosity and rort the whole effort.

You just need to know that Peter Kwong is a darn good salesman, and I’d buy a coffee machine off him the next time our Krups goes on the blink.