Quality Control (7 ratings) by D.S. Moon
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"I swear to God, I cough and my garage door opens." The middle-aged man
shook his head. "That wasn't so bad when I was at home to shut it, but it would
happen when I was at work too. I sneeze and my jerk of an unemployed neighbor
calls me at work to complain about my Vid being too loud. That it woke him up
from his nap! I work over twenty five kilometers from my house and I
turn off my Vid before I leave home." The man looked directly into the camera.
"I only got this personal transponder because my friends said they were so
convenient. So far, it's just been a big pain. If that place in the mini-mall
hadn't had its special with the free implantation," The man rubbed a stop
behind his right ear. " I couldn't have afforded it."
"ElectroConvenience Corporation has always put the health and safety of our
clients first." Said a voice off camera. "We have thus never established
implantation facilities in such neighborhood venues. We want a controlled
environment for such complex, yet safe activities."
"Well, the counter had the ECC logo on it. I have the paper work right here
with the warranty attached. Their address is right here." The man pointed at
the last page. "They said to come here if there were any oddities in device
operation." The man pointed at another address on the page. "I would call
what's happening, Oddities. I followed the instructions on the re-calibration
with my transponder-ready appliances to my personal transponder frequency. That
worked fine. I just thought the range was only ten meters or so, not twenty
kilometers? I don't mean to be a bother, but could you do something quick, I
have to get back to work?"
Yves Gorman paused the Vid with a tap of his middle right finger; the man's
face froze in a questioning expression. Gorman turned to the three men standing
behind the conference table. None of them had sat down. "This is the third
person to appear with a complaint from this very same mini-mall implantation
facility."
"What's the problem?" asked Jack Stens, the VP of Marketing. "Just replace
the units like we always do with such QC issues. You can put it on my budget as
long as I can use them as satisfied customers, made happy by our quick
resolution of problems"
"The problems, and I mean plural, are many here." Gorman turned on the room
lights by blinking his right eye twice.
"But as the Customer Service rep said, ECC doesn't have mini-mall
franchises." Jonathan Style was the VP of Product Development. "Isn't that
right, Jack?"
"It is something we have considered for the last few years, but have never
committed on and certainly not implemented." Stens checked his phone mail by
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