Eric B.
Yelp
Back in the "Good Olde Days" and when Men were Men (and Sheep were Nervous), I was a happy Peetnik. From my Albany HQ, I frequented the original Peets on Vine Street and my neighbourhood java joynt on Solano. I'd come in, head straight to the shorter beans line and order a pound of Major Dickason's Blend®, take my free cup of coffee black, and maybe order a sweet roll on the side. For an Iowa Boy that grew up collecting Butternut coupons and drinking watered down Folgers Coffee, this was java heaven on earth.
But to paraphrase Bob Dylan - The times they are a-changin'.....
I have had an uneasy feeling about Peet's for awhile and couldn't put my finger on it until a recent experience at this Peet's and subsequently the Corporate Office. In this situation, I came in with my son to get some beans (ground to #5) and before I could finish speaking, the "Barista" told me that their credit card machine didn't work. My offer to pay by check was shot down immediately as their unpublished policy is that they don't accept those. OK, how about one of those manual credit card "sliders"? Nope. Is there an ATM anywhere? He had no idea and few service skills, as he suggested that I move on and perhaps try another Peets in Berkeley. By this time, I was mad and my son was embarrassed. So off to the Original Peet's we went with lots of attitude on the part of the 4th Street staff and no sign of apology or care in the world.
There's an old New Yorker Cartoon about the difference between a New Yorker and a Californian. The New Yorker says F**k you, but he's thinking "Have a Nice Day". The Californian says "Have a Nice Day", and is thinking "F**k* You. And so it was the next Monday when I called the Corporate Office to lodge a complaint.
There was lots of empty happy talk, promises that the store would get in touch with me, and a perfunctory apology. Have you ever made such a call and thought that you were hearing talking points and that the person on the other line fundamentally didn't really care? Have you ever expected a followup that never came? Welcome to a Corporate Peet's that has lost its way.
Anyone reading this review can look at my Statistics and quickly surmise that I don't hand out 2 Star Reviews very often or lightly. I also waited almost 3 weeks before writing this to allow my cooler head to prevail. However, poor, incompetent, and indifferent service is one of my hot buttons and this experience still really pisses me off. I'll continue to buy from Peets, but not the 4th Street Outpost. And the new coffee competitors out there look pretty tempting right now.