Rentokil: Playing cute over social media mishaps only goes so far

Rentokil are not doing themselves any favours right now in either PR nor social media. On the PR front, the fact that they blatantly misled the media about infestations on public transport was gloriously picked apart by Ben Goldacre of Bad Science blog fame.

Rentokil essentially lied. You can’t play cute and send out figures saying WE FOUND THIS IN TRAIN COMPARTMENTS only to then attempt to distance yourself by saying, “Actually, umm, that was just theoretical… for something like a train compartment… which no-one ever cleaned or even visited”. I’m not sure whether the cockroaches or Rentokil’s PR machine make me want to scrub myself down more.

Of course, the whole furore was quickly picked up by Twitter users everywhere which brought more pressure on Rentokil. However, as Ben Goldacre’s blog details, they only reacted BECAUSE of this pressure as opposed to doing it because, well, trying to put the record straight is the decent thing to do. Ben had been asking their PR for the actual sources on the dodgy figures for a while but getting nowhere initially.

It’s pretty simple: Social media is about engagement with people. When engaging with people you should not do evil things. Facebook, Twitter, blogs, the community site of your choice… they follow those same guiding principles of other forms of communication over the years. The only new element is the sheer number of people using all this stuff.

Rentokil claim to be just finding their feet in social media, hence cute posts about why they are following people on Twitter. Spam follows are, strangely enough, annoying. I get followed by an increasing number ‘social media experts’ or accounts which just spam quotes (or both in some cases!) let alone pest control ones.

The thing is, that cuteness does not go very far when Rentokil state themselves that they are being advised by ‘social media partner’ Wonderful. Well, clearly something is going wrong there somewhere. The public isn’t falling for the, “Hey, isn’t pest control kinda quirky, and hey, we don’t know much about social media, sorry for any mistakes!” line and it is pretty bad that they are trying it in the first place. Rentokil is actually paying money for this sort of advice.

You can’t lay all of the blame at their social media partner though. It is just an unfortunate bit of timing that Rentokil’s own PR team decided to have a bit of a lapse of ethics and then not having the social media savvy to control the situation properly. That said, if you do something REALLY bad (like, you know, lying about infestations to the media to try and sell a product…) no amount of social media tinkering is going to allow you to save face.

Unless, of course, you back it up by taking strong action. A cute apology does not count as strong action.

Feeling the positivity of an evening at Fratton Park

I was privileged recently to attend Pompey playing Birmingham at Fratton Park. This was the league game within days of their victory over the same team in the FA cup. Naturally, Birmingham had a score to settle…

Privileged for several reasons! As I am gainfully employed under the subtext of ‘Head Geek’ for the team’s shirt sponsor I went along under corporate hospitality. Even before the match began, the enthusiasm and drive of pretty much everyone from the club I had contact with was evident. It was clear they genuinely really cared for what they were doing and there wasn’t a detectable hint of worry. Sadly, just the following day, more than 80 employees of the club were made redundant.

Jamie O'Hara and I

The match itself was entertaining although Pompey clearly were not at their best. Birmingham had also clearly learned from the loss at the previous weekend and their back four were particularly tight. Final score: 1-2. Jamie O’Hara was the clear outstanding player to me, playing with real passion as well. We nominated him for the Partners’ Lounge Man of the Match. He was a nice guy in person as well, especially since I arrived late back from the dressing room area to see him.

Why was I in the dressing room area? Well, I am a qualified football referee myself but not anywhere near Premiership level at this point! I queried via our hosts whether it would be possible to meet the referee team after the match. I knew this would depend on a lot of variables but in particular whether they had a ‘good game’ or not. If any managers were furiously trying to beat their door down it would be particularly unlikely to happen…

Thankfully, they DID have a good game and I was taken down post-match. This meant waiting in the dressing room corridor for five minutes so I got to see the players milling about, and also to talk to the Match Assessor. So far the occurring theme in this entry is just how positive and nice everyone was and it applies here as well! The Assessor is there to report on the referee team’s performance and he took me in to see them.

Mike Jones, Mike Mullarkey, Andy D'Urso, Me, Darren Cann

He jokingly introduced me as being from the Surrey FA (well, this is technically true…) and there to conduct the assessment but there was no way I could keep that pretense up. I got to have a chat with the team and up close it really did strike me just how physically fit they were. This should hardly be of a surprise but I guess you only really ‘see’ it up close. During the game I thought Mike Jones was in his twenties: It was hard to believe that he is really 42. His two assistants typically work with Howard Webb and also featured in the Les Arbitres documentary, so to meet them as well was a particular thrill!

Really, seeing the fitness level on display has served to energise my own efforts in that area. I aim to be professional in all my dealings as a referee and projecting an appropriate level of fitness is a big part of that. After all, it’s a demonstration of making the effort.

I was even gifted some neat little Premier League lapel badges which I will be sporting on future match appointments until I am ordered to take them off 😉

So much positivity in one evening: From the club, the players (especially Mr O’Hara) and the referee team (who had clearly enjoyed the match as well). If I can take just an ounce of that and apply it to my own life then great things are bound to happen…