Tesco is having a tough time. Of course, it’s difficult to have any sympathy for this once almighty company, for all sorts of reasons. But the new boss, Dave Lewis, faces a barrage of bad news. Falling profits are put down to the competition from the discounters, and affect all the biggest supermarkets. But then came news that the company’s accounts were decidedly dodgy. It’s not clear whether this was deliberate fiddling of the books, or a huge mistake by the finance people at Tesco and by their auditors. Most recently, they had to take delivery of another private jet, after Lewis had decided to sell all the company’s planes. Does the problem extend beyond head office?
I used to go to my local Tesco every Friday with a friend. It had to be Tesco, she wouldn’t go anywhere else, and she was the one with the car. Then my increasing disability made the trips impossible, so I order online. Most of the time that works well. I was surprised, though I shouldn’t have been, that the order is filled at my local store. Now it seems that they can’t get my cigarette order right. A couple of weeks ago I got none at all, on the excuse that they had no suitable alternative to the brand I’d ordered. I spoke on the phone to the lady who is the local dot com manager (the delivery driver gave me her number). She was very helpful, it was sorted and I got them delivered the next day. This Friday it happened again – only half my order for fags delivered. I couldn’t get hold of the lady I’d spoken to before, so I rang the call centre. A very polite young man left me hanging on the phone for ten minutes, until I gave up in disgust. I rang again, and eventually was called by the store. All sorted – but again it involved me putting in another order on the promise that the £6 delivery fee would be refunded. And I was phoned again on Saturday morning by the friendly manager to tell me that my fags would be delivered by her colleague personally on his way home from work – because there were to be no normal deliveries that day as the van had broken down. Yes, “the van”, the only one they’ve got. The reason for this problem with the cigarettes, I’m told, is that the staff do the picking early in the morning before the cigarette delivery has been made. Sorry, I don’t buy that.
Have I just been unlucky? Or do I look at another supermarket? Not Asda, they don’t carry stuff upstairs, and I live in a first-floor flat. Sainsburys? Morrisons? I don’t know.