Archive for April, 2004

When Your Customer Commits Fraud

Tuesday, April 27th, 2004

Ordering something with no intention of paying for it is fraud, plain and simple. Unfortunately, there is a growing problem with this online that I want to make you aware of. The typical scenario is the customer orders a book, claims it’s lousy, demands a refund, and threatens to report the author to the authorities if they don’t comply. I recently received a letter from an ebook author who was the victim of one of these jerks. This week, I’m sharing her letter here along with my experience dealing with these types of criminals.

Dear Angela,

I received a message earlier tonight from a customer, complaining about an ebook he ordered. While I disagreed with his complaints, I immediately refunded his money–full amount. Then, at 1 a.m. I received another email from him, which was also carbon copied to a fraud reporting agency.

When you read his email, you will see that it sounds as though he orders ebooks alot and then asks for his money back.

I would love to know a tactful way of handling people like this?

Thanks,
Ebook Author

While we’re not publishing your name here at your request, I want to tell our readers that I know you and your book and I know it’s a high quality publication. In fact, we sell it on Booklocker.com.

The guy you encountered is a (bleep) and you weren’t under any obligation to refund his money. As long as the description of your book is accurate, he knew what he was buying. The FCC if far too busy investigating serious consumer complaints. I seriously doubt he copied any agency on anything he sent to you. He was just trying to scare you into giving him a refund.

We’ve encountered a few of these jerks over the years. It’s always funny how they ask for a refund only a few minutes after they buy the book, or they can’t tell you anything specific about the book when asked (because they ask for a refund before they have time to read the book). These jerks obviously never had any intention of paying for the product and think they can bully people into giving them merchandise for free (refund money for an ebook which obviously can’t be returned).

The primary way to protect yourself from this type of fraud is to post a firm “no refunds” policy for all ebook buyers. Publish it in a large font on your website during the ordering process so they can’t say they never saw it.

One way to know if the customer is one of those who buys something and then demands a refund is to figure out if he’s had time to read the book since his purchase. Also, you can inquire exactly what, in the book’s content, did not meet their expectations. Often, this will require more effort then they’re willing to expend and they disappear.

There is a growing problem of mean buyers online who come in, buy a book, then demand a refund and use the threat of contacting the authorities if you don’t comply. They’re bullies. Implement a no refunds policy and, when they do try to rip you off like this, remind them of your policy and tell them to get lost.

ME to MA to NY to PA to…

Tuesday, April 27th, 2004

We’re on the road, on our very first RV excursion, and boy are we having fun! In only five days, we’ve slept in Massachusetts, New York and Pennsylvania. Frank caught a fish, the children played putt putt, we saw Richard’s dad and grandmother, and Max has screamed “Big rocks! Big rocks!” through every mountain pass. It rained most of the weekend and the sound of the big raindrops on the top of the RV sure can make you sleepy!

The dark clouds were hanging heavy over the Apalachian mountains on Monday and it reminded me of the misty mountains in the rain forest of Costa Rica. However, seeing all those red taillights through the highway construction quickly jolted me back to the present.

The children spend the mornings sitting at the “kitchen table” in the RV, each on their laptops doing their schoolwork, and they have the afternoons off to explore and learn. Staying at campgrounds with high speed Internet access makes it feel just like home, except this morning while I was working, Frank wasn’t in his room playing computer games. He was standing only a few feet away, just beyond the door of the RV, making irrigation systems and dams out of rain and mud…and saving ants from drowning in his tiny rivers.

Hugs to all!
Angela

And a bucket for you, and a bucket for you…

Wednesday, April 21st, 2004

I suffered from a horrible period of parental guilt last weekend. Max walked in the bedroom on Friday with a bag of goldfish crackers. Ali asked, “Are those old?”

I replied, “Nah, those things last forever…”

Two hours later, Max woke up vomiting violently. He threw up every 20 to 30 minutes for 10 hours straight. I called the doctor and he said if Max was still throwing up by noon the following day, we’d have to take him to the emergency room for an IV. Thankfully, Max stopped shortly after 10:00 a.m. and finally fell asleep.

I was flooded with guilt over letting him eat those crackers and was really beating myself up about it. I vowed to start labeling all crackers by date of purchase so it would never happen again. Richard kept saying, “It’s okay, honey. Who knew those things ever go bad? I mean, they pump them so full of preservatives, blah blah…” I wasn’t buying it. I’d screwed up big time and my baby was paying the price.

On Sunday, while we were picking Ali up from her friend’s house, she promptly vomited on the street by the van.

Huh?

A few hours later, I, too, was lying in bed, wishing I was dead and, at 2:00 a.m., Frank called from his friend’s house to say he was sick and wanted to come home. Richard started feeling queasy and Zach, the only symptom-free person in the house, was walking around with his shirt pulled over his mouth and nose, terrified he’d get sick during Spring Break. We actually ran out of big bowls to distribute and I was trying to help the children between periods of helping myself. It was a nightmare!

Frank definitely had it the worst and he was zonked out in his room all day Monday, recovering from his night in hell.

I, however, feel a thousand times better, not because we’ve finally stopped throwing up, but because we now know…IT WASN’T THE CRACKERS!

Hugs to all!
Angela