This is more of a rant than anything else.
But horse service related people are the worst people I have ever experienced in professional fields for communication.
My PRE mare had surgery for a fibrous lump removal last year on her fetlock. Initially, the vet thought it was cancerous and she went to the Uni for her surgery to remove it. Surgery all went smoothly but it’s been a long recovery path with some bumps along the way. I was recommended a lady who’s done some brilliant work and gotten some hopeless cases sound again when the vet said to retire them. I chatted to her at a show and all is well. She’s had a case like my horse’s before and put me in touch with the owner and vet of that horse. Both had wonderful things to say about her so I said let’s give it a go. At this stage, I’m willing to sit naked in a puddle with a birch branch to get that 5% soundness under control and back to 100%. She does shockwave therapy, along with cold laser, massage and acupuncture.
The problem is I can not pin this therapist down for a date. Last week it was “maybe Friday, will let you know.” This week was apologises and let’s try for Friday again. The same thing as Friday came around, couldn’t get a definite time off her after a few text messages to try and pin down something at least. I get that people are busy and on the road but if you can’t do it, at least come out and say it’ll be a few weeks before you can slot me in. Or SOMETHING. Instead of vague promises.
Same thing with coach shopping at the moment. Mine isn’t doing clinics up here consistently anymore and I need some eyes on the ground. My first choice has gone to Europe. Second is booked out. The few recommendations I’ve gotten have never gotten back to me with phone calls and text messages sent.
How do these people stay in business? When I was running my own small boarding stable, I put aside an hour every night to get to the emails, phone calls and text messages I hadn’t got to during the day. Phones these days are so simple to send back a quick text, same with emails. Even my farrier has learned to text (and Facebook) which has made life so much easier for him. Even he admits that.
It drives me insane. If the therapist didn’t have such glowing recommendations, I’d just give up. But here I am, having a rant about it. Yet still sending her yet another text, because she never answers the phone, to try and pin a time down hopefully for this week :o