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t was 2018, and we had a business trip to the USA planned, a lot of people to see, and meetings to have, but seeing as we were travelling all the way we thought we might also fit a little site seeing into the trip.
As luck would have it, a month before we were set to leave, this stormtrooper was attacked by one of Asia’s finest tummy bugs, star performer it was, will spare you the gory details but my once former Greek Adonis frame was transformed into one that was modeled on the guy they kick sand in his face on the beach. Rapid weight loss and on top of that, I ended up acquiring lactose intolerance. So, I looked and felt like a shriveled up old man, rather than the GQ poster boy I was used to.
I was not a happy chappy, had to fight off comments from family members such as, “I don't mean to pry, but is there something you’re not telling us about your health”. It was miserable, but being the Trojan I am and having paid for the ticket, hi ho Silver, jumped on Philippines Airlines finest and Home of the Brave, Land of the Free we were headed.
Yes, we had great meetings, met some awesome people, but it was freezing cold (us tropical people don't do cold well). I was feeling off, not looking great, overall? I was not at my gold medal winning performance self.
The thought of lining up at Disneyland for hours to get on a bunch of rides that threw me upside down and sideways, was not high on the excitement list, but unless I wanted to face an even worse thing called divorce? It was giddy up, bad luck Mickey, Goofy, Minnie here we come.
Disneyland is pretty incredible, good old Walt had the right idea. It does look pretty awesome when you arrive, but hello, from the moment you get in its wall to wall to wall, people and everywhere you turn? There are things to buy, buy, buy. I was in major whinge mode, all I kept saying? OMG how commercial is this place, where is the fun in that?
Next thing, we are in a line to have a picture taken with the famous Tinker Bell. Not happy but I’m doing it. One by one people cozy up next to the little blonde-haired, super white teeth gal in green, big SMILE and like a production line, next, then next, and finally, it’s our turn.
Tinker Bell asked me how my day is and can you believe it? I am whinging to Tinker Bell at how commercial Disneyland is, it's all about money, money, money. Like hello, it’s Tinker Bell.
Now, the key to this? All the characters at Disneyland are in character. So the gal playing Tinker Bell for the day? Is Tinker Bell, and Snow White, the Evil Queen, Minnie, Mickey, they are totally in character. They answer questions with Disneyland speak.
Tinker Bell was a real fairy, and she listened to my whining and just looked at me and said, “All you need to feel better? Is have faith, trust, and a little Pixie Dust” and all the fairies here need you to believe what I just said, coz every time people say, “I don't believe in fairies, there's a fairy someplace out there that falls down dead” And you don't want that do you?
OMG, I was converted, I hugged Tinker Bell, shouted: “I believe”. I was like a new convert to Christianity or Amway, I tell you, I walked like I was floating on Pixie Dust, it was awesome.
We spotted Mickey and Minnie surrounded by people all vying for the selfie shot so we joined the queue and whilst we were moving forward a strange thing happened to me. It was like I was transported back in time, all of a sudden I was like 5 years old. It was a Sunday night and the family were sitting around the black and white telly, all excited as we were about to watch the weekly episode of Disneyland, and as the clock ticked over to 6 pm the magic would start and so would my Dad’s singing.
Like clockwork, dad would start in harmony with the TV singing, “When you wish upon a star'' which was the theme song played at the beginning of all Disney TV shows. It stuck with me that memory and no matter how old, no matter where I was in the world, anytime I heard that song I thought and still think of my dad RIP.
Oops back to the story, all of a sudden, we were at the front of the line, Mickey outstretched his arms and I fell into them and this 60-year-old stormtrooper became a 5-year-old kid. All the pressures of business and the health issues went out the door and I was in the arms of Mickey just sobbing but feeling so safe and secure.
Memories of my dad, my childhood all just hit me, but Mickey knew and gave me a nod as I had to let go and make way for the next selfie player.
Mickey and Minnie were done with the 30-minute photo op and were ready to make their way back inside to have a cup of tea or maybe cheese and biscuits as Mice do. I was talking to my wife about how special that moment was, what it really meant to me and how glad we had come, I was using all the Kleenex, and I felt a tap on my shoulder, it was Mickey and he opened those big arms again and gave me another hug like he knew I needed more than just a selfie.
A Disney moment, I will never forget, a truly Extraordinary Customer Experience.
Mickey, Tinker Bell? They really worked on the principle of people. Customers don't really know how much you know? Until they know how much you care.
And that kids, is today’s blog message, and a good one for 2021. What is your plan to deliver awesome service, to really focus on showing your customers how much they mean to you?
This COVID year has been so tough on us all, I am sure so many of you reading this right now would love a little pixie dust from Tinker Bell or a comforting hug from Mickey.
I can’t arrange that, but what I can do is leave you with a reminder and ask you to take a walk outside tonight, close your eyes and hum this.
“When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are... when you wish upon a star, your dreams come true”
Enjoy the wish, and your dreams, be in the moment and make sure that 2021 is your year of delivering Extraordinary Customer Experience.
Hugs from
TheCamel.Co®
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