I was just hanging up the phone after
rescheduling an appointment for another snowed in patient,
when the bell chimed alerting me that someone had walked
into the dispensary.
When I looked up to acknowledge this
unexpected customer, it was all I could do to not react to
his appearance. This poor soul looked disheveled and
unkempt, almost like he had spent the night outside in the
elements. His boots were sloppy and untied and he was
wearing a tattered, quilted, plaid flannel shirt that was
doubling as a jacket. Thinking perhaps that this scruffy
looking man was just looking for a place to warm up, I
welcomed him with a smile and in the same manner I greeted
all of our patients. "Hi, I'm Stephanie, how can I help
you?" He tells me that he needs glasses and that he has
never had an eye exam.
At this point, it had crossed my mind
more than once that this man was a waste of my time. Even
though it had been a slow patient day, I was the only
employee and I always had a pile of work to do. Remaining
professional, I told him that the doctor could see him in 15
minutes. His personality was about as drab as his appearance
as he mumbled, "That would be fine."
After he illegibly scribbled his answers
on our patient questionnaire, I asked him if he would like
to look at frames. Just as I would have with any other
patient, I handed him the most expensive frame on the board
that would suit his face shape. I still remember, it was a
Silhouette palladium frame with gold inlay on the temples
and retailed around $400. He tried it on and I began to tell
him the benefits of selecting a frame of this quality. I had
not even gotten to the price yet when he interrupted me and
said, "This one will be fine." Skeptically, I
asked him if he'd like to look some more and with only a
shake of his head he indicated that he had finished looking.
I set the frame aside and waited for the
doctor. A few moments later, my new friend told me that he
would need a second pair just like those so he could leave a
pair at his office and a pair at home. With a smile on my
face, I said "Okay, I will order another one for
you", even though I was thinking, "Yeah,
right" in my head. When he and the doctor emerged from
the exam room, they were smiling and conversing. Stunned
that "Mr. Personality" could carry on a
conversation, I barely heard the doctor ask me for the frame
that he had selected. The doctor then shook his hand and
disappeared back into the lab, leaving me to close the sale.
I began to explain the lens options and
again our quirky patient interrupted me and told me just to
give him whatever the best lenses were. I finished writing
the order for his three pairs of glasses and his exam fees.
Before I finished explaining the charges, he handed me the
very first Platinum American Express card that I had ever
seen, and said, "Just put it all on this." His
total was over $2,200! I walked back to the lab and asked,
"What was that?" The doctor laughed and told me
that he was a computer genius who owned a huge company.
I was young and still had so much to
learn about being an Optician. Earlier that year, I had
taken a class on not "pre-judging" your customers
and to never assume what your customers can afford. That
day, I had confirmation of what I had been taught and the
importance of following these steps:
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Never judge patient's purchasing ability
on their appearance.
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Always start with the most expensive
frame in your dispensary. Patients will always tell you if
they can't afford it, but rarely will ask you for something
more expensive.
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Don't make the mistake of thinking that
if you wouldn't spend $500 for a frame, your patients won't
either.
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Make sure that you educate your patients
on all of the lens options available to them and let them
decide what they want to spend.
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Practice these steps with returning
patients. Their financial situation may well have changed
since they bought their last pair of glasses.
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Offer your best products to insurance
patients, too. Not everyone wants only what their coverage
will allow.
Oh, by the way, the next day this man
brought in his equally tousled wife and spent $1,500 on
eyewear for her.