Here's the fax I sent to these American Home Warranty jerks at 3:50 ET this afternoon, at the toll-free fax number for their Pasadena sales office (the only fax number that appears in any of their literature):
To whom it may concern:
I write in reference to Claim/Work Order # 6--------, which I filed with First American Home Buyers Protection on Saturday evening, 28th March, at approximately 7 p.m. ET. I had discovered that my 53-gallon hot-water heater was no longer functioning, and that I was unable to re-light its pilot. I was informed that I wouldn’t hear from your company’s contracted tradesman until “Close of Business” on Monday, the 30th.
I subsequently placed a call Sunday afternoon (29th March) to your contracted tradesman, a “Moore’s Plumbing & Heating, ” at [protected], in hope of expediting a call back from your contractor. None was forthcoming.
When I hadn’t heard anything from your contractor by mid-afternoon of Monday, 30th March, I again called First American Home Buyers. The young man who took my call said the callback from Moore’s Plumbing & Heating would be coming “in a few minutes” (his words). I asked that they please contact me on my mobile phone, so that I’d have no chance of missing their call.
Moore’s Plumbing & Heating called me back, on my house’s land line, at 7:10 p.m. that day. The caller promised that a repairman named “Charles” would be out to the house, between 1 p.m. and 4 p.m. on Tuesday, 31st March (the following day), to work on our hot-water heater. My wife agreed to take the afternoon off from work in order to be home in time to let the repairman in.
The repairman couldn’t re-light the pilot, either, and told my wife that the problem was either a bad thermocouple or a fouled gas thermostat regulator. He ordered the needed parts, to be delivered by overnight freight, and instructed us to call Moore’s again when they arrived on Wednesday so as to be placed on their Job board again. I made this call at approximately 1:20 Wednesday afternoon after receiving our overnighted replacement parts. I left a Voicemail message at the same “609” number, on the same Voicemail box with the same man’s voice in its greeting, indicating that I wanted to be placed back on the Moore’s Job board. I asked for a return call, and left my mobile number and my home’s land line number.
When I received no call back from Moore’s Plumbing, AGAIN, I called American Home Buyers, AGAIN, on Thursday, 2nd April. This time I spoke with a “Linda, ” who placed me on “hold” and called Moore’s. When she got back on the line with me, Linda said that the man at Moore’s had “been eating lunch” when I called his company the previous day, and hadn’t gotten the call. I was assured that my repairs were “back on” the Moore’s Plumbing “Job board” (a term I gleaned from my conversation with Linda, and am now using in this correspondence with American Home Buyers). I was also told to expect a repair tech between “one p.m. and four p.m.” on Friday, 3rd April.
This has constituted an unconscionable and inexcusable delay in rendering a service that I was assured, upon reviewing your marketing literature in detail and forking over my $510 in Premium, would be simple and timely. As I told “Linda, ” the only reason American Home Buyers hasn’t been contacted by my proxy demanding the immediate refund of my premium is, this dragged-out headache didn’t transpire in December, or January, or February (when outside temperatures in this area of the mid-Atlantic region hover around the 20-degree mark!). However, we are STILL without hot water for dishwashing . . . STILL without hot water for laundry . . . and we are STILL taking cold showers to go to work in the morning . . . FOR NIGH ON A FULL WEEK.
Friday the 3rd is TODAY. And today’s “1:00-400 p.m. ET” arrival window expires in ten (10) minutes.
I’d recommend you have a plumbing/heating repair truck in front of my house immediately. (“Immediately, ” in this situation, means “now.”)
I’d also be interested in hearing just exactly what type of a sucker or a ### you take me for.
. . . . And I signed it. I didn't hear a damn thing. So I called AHBP again(!), and was told that the repairman is "running an hour late . . . . " An hour late?! At 5:40 p.m. on a Friday, he's running "an hour late?!" For what? Happy hour?