Reciprocity. I love that word, 'reciprocity'. It sounds so new-age, so sophisticated.
Reciprocity simply means that if you do something for a customer, in order to feel comfortable with themselves, they are compelled to do something for you - like buy. Maybe buy is too strong a word. How about listen? When you love on a customer, the very least that customer will do is listen to your pitch. The guy who gave a name to reciprocity is Robert Cialdini. Cialdini wrote a wonderful although kind of eggheady book, Influence, the Psychology of Persuasion. If you are serious about service and selling, this book is an absolute must read.
I learned about reciprocity from Fred Vang. Fred is quite possibly the world's greatest salesman for a number of reasons. First, Fred loves his customers. He always puts them first. Second, Fred loves selling. And third, a very close third in Fred's case, Fred sees selling as an opportunity to serve.
Fred taught me about reciprocity when he told me how he used tea to sell luxury cars. Fred had a customer who was a particularly tough sell. Better to say, a particularly difficult customer.
This customer wanted to nickel-and-dime Fred for every last penny of profit.
Well, Fred recognized that this particular gentleman loves tea. He was a connoisseur of tea. Fred purchased a selection of the finest teas that he could locate and had them ready when the gentleman visited.
When the gentleman recognized that he was about to lose his negotiating position by accepting the tea, he at first refused. But when Fred described the exotic choices and admitted that he would be hurt to have his hospitality denied, the gentleman caved.
In a matter of minutes the ice was broken and in short order, Fred had an order for an expensive automobile at a fair price and equally fair profit.
A few months later the gentleman found himself in need of yet another automobile and naturally, he called Fred. Only this time he made an appointment on the condition that Fred would not serve tea!
Fred had the highest closing ratio at the dealership in large part because of his recognition of the power of reciprocity.
Some customers he would take across the street to a juice bar where, over friendly conversation and a glass of cold juice, Fred would close deal after deal.
Reciprocity. Do a little something for me, make me feel good by putting me first, and I will do for you.
In Dallas there is a wonderful store called Cowtown Boots. I needed boots but didn't want to spend the bucks. Melanie insisted that we stop at Cowtown. After all, we were in Dallas and if anyone would be able to fit my long, skinny feet, it would be the folks at Cowtown.
"OK. We can look. But I'm not going to buy. Let's just get in out of the heat."
Two steps in the door, we were greeted by a Texas drawl that bellowed out from beneath the broad brim of a black cowboy hat. Whoever this was, he was all hat and boots. Not much of his face escaped that outfit save a rather crooked smile.
'Hot out there, isn't it?"
"You've got that right."
"How about a cold beer?
"You've got cold beer?"
"Name it and it's yours, partner!"
"Well, if it's cold, anything light will be just fine and, do you have those Dan Post boots that look kinda well-worn already?"
"Sure do! And I've got a dollar that says we have your size whatever it is!"
In a matter of minutes I was tromping around the store, steppin' high, admiring the boots and sipping a cold beer. You know on a hot day, the best part of a cold beer is the first sip. So I took the first sip, tromped a little more, came back for another "first sip" and then went back to the trompin'.
I bought the boots.
Reciprocity.
And reciprocity works just fine when you are the customer.
When we bought our office furniture, I was a little over-whelmed by the price tag. It was one of those suck-cold-air-through-your-teeth moments. The kind of moment when you ask yourself dumb questions like, "What's money if it isn't to spend?" right before you spend more than you should.
Before I signed on the dotted line, I asked Melanie if we could walk down the street for a bite of lunch. Sort of a last meal before we would be too poor to afford food again in this lifetime.
We had lunch and talked about how this was the perfect furniture and how maybe we would win the lottery.
On the way out I asked Melanie to buy free delivery when she paid the check. "Free delivery?" she asked.
"Or something close to it. Pick out a real nice selection of cookies and muffins. I remember them saying at the store that they have been so busy that no one had taken lunch. Pick out something nice."
We delivered the goodies, passing them around the store, even dragging in a few customers as we joked that we were about to sign our lives away over a desk and a few odd pieces of wood.
"You know," I said to Jeff, the owner, as I picked up the pen. "This is a really big ticket. I just can't feel good about paying this much money for furniture and tacking on another 300 bucks for delivery." I paused.
Jeff smiled, "This is the muffins, isn't it?"
"Something like that," I smiled wishing that I had a cup of Fred's tea to celebrate the moment.
Good salespeople, whether they are selling a customer a product, selling a salesperson on lowering the price or otherwise sweetening the deal, practice reciprocity.
When we first coined the term Positively Outrageous Service, we knew that there was incredible power in the idea of pleasantly surprising the customer. Now we can say that Positively Outrageous Service works just as well on either side of the transaction. Surprise the server before the transaction and you create a tension toward reciprocity.
Have you ever been given a business card and not had one to give in return? The tension of reciprocity. The secret is that little things create the most powerful tension. Give someone something big and you create anger or distrust. Give something big for little or no reason and it's obvious that you have offered a bribe.
Sometimes even small gifts arouse suspicion. Try walking down the street putting coins in parking meters and see what happens. Some will think you are a saint. Others will just call you... [continued on next page]
