Yamaha Employee is Sexist
by Tara
(Melbourne, Australia)
I've just been at the Australian Motorcycle Expo in Melbourne. There were some excellent stalls, I made a purchase with a local clothing retailer called Girl Rider. They have some nice stuff and their jackets are really nice.
Anyway, I own a Yamaha Virago, it's a 98 model, a bit older, but it's mine. I figured I'd ask the Yamaha guys what would be the best fuel injector cleaning additive for my bike, and (I know that dealers can be a rip off) I would have made a purchase if they had any onsite.
I approached the Spare Parts counter at the Yamaha stand, there were two customers being attended to in front of me. There was a guy sitting at the back of the counter with a Yamaha Staff shirt on, he ignored me, but as he was drinking coffee, I figured he was a Gen Y on his coffee break. I waited, I walked around to look directly in the glass top counter, I waited. Another Yamaha staffer came over to talk to the coffee guy, I waited. A child about 5 years old runs to the counter, says over his shoulder "Dad, can I have this?" and points to something in the cabinet. Dad walks over and says "What?", kid points again, says "That blue thing". By now Dad is now in front of me at the counter next to the kid, coffee guy gets up and walks over to serve the family guy.
I said out loud, and with quite a bit of disdain "Sexist bastards" and walked away.
I can't believe the treatment I received there today, most of the motorcycles dealers only approached guys, or couples.
I asked the Victory guys for some details on their bikes, and they were polite, and helpful. The guy gave me a full information pack - DVD's included. That was really good service, but I had to ask first.
I was also surprised at the lack of accessories. There was no where near the amount of clothing retailers I expected. Most of the dealers had no accessories onsite.
I specifically went there to check out heated clothing - I only saw one guy with heated gear, and he was really nice, gave me a card, told me to send him an email. I also went to check out a windshield, and the guy (his name is Beaver) at the only windshield shop was very helpful and I plan to spend some money with them.
I did leave there with a decidedly bad taste in my mouth - which is why I'm now settled on the couch with a beer.
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