SNCF: Internationalization Gone Wrong

I’ve been working on booking some train tickets on SNCF for Adrienne and my trip this week. I’ve managed to get one booked: Paris to Grenoble. I’ve been working on booking the second: Grenoble to Munich via Zurich. In the process of working with the site, I noticed some internationalization problems.

There are a few “Confirm, Next” buttons that say “to be translated”, and apparently the delivery method for my tickets are “to be translated” as well. (I’m actually picking them up at the station.)

By far, the worst internationalization problem, though, is a far more subtle one. I’m having some problems booking the tickets because Citibank initially declined the transactions for possible fraud. I was trying to call SNCF and either book them over the phone, or figure out why they won’t sell them to me.

I found the “Conditions of use SNCF” page on their site, which mentions several times that one can call 08 92 35 35 35 and for only 0.35 EUR per minute they will be happy to help me. Expensive, but great! I’ll call them!

I faithfully dialed the number into my phone: 011 33 8 92 35 35 35. I got a French menu system—but the web page telling me to call this number said nothing about not having any English options there. OK, I can handle this. I listened very carefully and selected the option for “International Trips”, and then for “Other Lines”. I was connected to an operator, who greeted me in French. I asked “parlez vous anglais?” to which she replies “non, monsieur”.

Hmm. I can handle French menus, but I don’t think I can handle asking her why my credit card is being denied in French. I asked if she could transfer me to someone who speaks English. She tried to give me the number: zairo … eight … and I guess she gave up and hung up on me. Doh.

Part of internationalization is making sure that the information you are translating is relevant, not just directly translating everything.

Late Potato Compensation

While we were waiting in line at KFC tonight, this guy was waiting for his order. The nice cashier informed him that there would be a five minute wait because they ran out of Potato Wedges. His reply:

Guy: Will I be compensated?
Cashier: Huh?
Guy: Will there be any compensation, for the potato wedges?
Cashier: No.
Guy: Wow, that’s how it works here?

The guy was fully expecting some sort of compensation for having to wait five minutes. Amazing.

Leopards

Today, while I was riding the light rail to work, I was sitting in the articulated section of the train, next to my bike. There was another guy sitting with his bike. He was kind of old, and seemed a little crazy. He kept mumbling to himself and occasionally said non-sensical things to me.

We stopped at a station, and nobody was there. He half stood up, and was looking out the window intensely, and announced to me and the train:

They’ve got rainbow-colored leopards … with six legs!!

I replied, “Um, OK.” Crazy people rule.

Update: Well, things are not always as they seem. We took light rail downtown tonight to see a movie, and upon the train stopping at San Fernando station, what did we see? Rainbow-colored leopards, with six legs. Or at least art that appears to be such. Maybe the guy is slightly (but not much) less crazy than I thought.

Froctober

That’s my proposed name for this month. I propose that we declare the entire month of October as a Friday. It has certainly felt like a Friday every day since the start of the month.

I announced my proposal to my cubemates earlier today, and mere minutes later, someone sent a message to an internal mailing list for stuff for sale:

Subject: FREE: banana

Better hurry, its rotting quickly.

Obviously someone else feels the same way. ;)

Update:

Lots of people have replied to the banana thread, but the best reply (from the original poster) is:

Subject: RE: FREE: banana

Because this generated so much interest and people are really want to know, “how rotten is the banana?”. I put up a webcam so everyone can watch this banana rot away.

You can see a capture here:

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