MARKETING THEORY: THE BASE RATE

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The Base Rate: An Idea Worth Bringing Into The Detailing Industry

I built a seven-figure detailing shop, and then I built Detailing Growth to be the thing this trade was missing. I wanted an agency that tested every play on real cars before it reached a client, so I stood it up on top of the shop I already run. The agency now handles the marketing for more than eighty other detailing shops.

Running both at once taught me one lesson from two directions, and it explains most of the money decisions in this trade.

Most of the calls we make about our shops come from the loudest thing that happened that week. It might be a few bad leads in a row, or one ugly review, or a slow stretch on the calendar. We let the loud thing decide, and the quieter information that would settle the question sits in a file no one opens.

An idea from outside our trade explains the habit, and once a shop owner sees it, a year of expensive decisions starts to make sense in hindsight. I have watched it happen in shop after shop, owners making the same wrong call for the same reason, certain the whole time the call was obvious. It comes from behavioral science, it has a boring name, and our trade has not put it to work on the shop floor yet.

The name is the base rate, and the easiest way to see it is a short story about a stranger.

What a base rate is

A base rate is the background number, the general frequency of a thing across the whole group, behind whatever specific case sits in front of you.

Our heads do not store totals. What we remember is a story, the kind with a face and a feeling attached. The lead who argued over text is easy to picture a month later. The thirty who came and went without a fuss leave nothing to picture. When the owner sits down to size up the month, the argument is right there in full color and the thirty stay invisible, so he reads the whole month off the one piece loud enough to remember.

That gap is the problem. The specific case feels loud and personal. The count behind it is quiet and easy to ignore. We side with the specific case, even though we need the count to know what it means. Get this one wrong and you spend real money fixing a problem you do not have, while the real problem keeps running where you are not looking.

The librarian most of us guess wrong

Say you meet a person who keeps to himself and speaks in a low voice. Someone asks whether he is more likely a librarian or a salesperson. The quiet fits a librarian, so most people pick librarian.

We pick librarian because the picture matches, and a match like that feels like proof. We never stop to ask how many librarians and how many salespeople are out there to begin with.

Count the whole group and the answer changes. There are about twenty salespeople for every librarian. Take a town with fifty thousand librarians and a million salespeople. Say half the librarians are the quiet type, twenty-five thousand of them. Only one in twenty salespeople is the quiet type, far rarer by rate, and that is still fifty thousand of them. The quiet stranger in front of you comes out of a pool of seventy-five thousand, and two of every three sell for a living.

The quiet you saw was real, and so was the match. The answer came down to how many of each kind of person were out there, and no one looked at that number.

When a shop judges its ads

Say a shop runs ads on Facebook or Instagram. Leads come in through a form or a landing page, a name and a number dropping into a CRM or a text thread, a few a day.

Say forty came in last month. The owner remembers four. One asked for a price and vanished the second a number hit his phone. Another wanted a budget figure on a car that needed twice that. The third booked and never showed. The last argued over text about whether a coating holds up the way the brand claims. Four people who got under his skin, and the only four out of forty he can still picture.

The verdict feels like evidence, and it forms the same way every time. The owner talked to those four. There was a back and forth, a little friction, a sting at the end of each one, and the brain keeps anything with a sting on it. The other thirty-six did not sting. Plenty of them came in at seven at night while he was finishing a hood under the lights, or on a Saturday with three cars in the bay and a full lobby. The alert slid down the screen, and the next twelve buried it. He built no memory with those leads, so by the time he weighs the ads, they are gone, and the four bad ones stand in for all forty.

By month’s end, the story in his head is that the ads bring junk. The fix that follows is to shut them off, swap agencies, or blame the targeting.

Count all forty and a calmer story shows up. What matters is how many got a call inside the first few minutes, while the person was still on the landing page with a phone in hand. A lead from paid social just raised a hand, and that same hand is up at three other shops in the same hour. Reach them in five minutes and you have a conversation. Wait two hours and you are leaving a voicemail for someone who already booked down the road.

If twelve of the forty got a real call inside the hour and five of those booked, the ads did their job on every lead he worked. The twenty-eight who came in warm and went cold on the desk are where the month leaked out, while he was busy on a car.

He lost the ones he did reach by texting a price before anyone got on the phone, which turns a buying decision into a number to set against the cheaper shop down the street. With no call and no booking link to make the yes easy, a lead that could have booked at a strong ticket got a day to think it over. Thinking it over is where most of them disappear.

The follow-up was the soft spot the whole time. He missed it for the better part of a year, fixed on four loud failures, and paid an agency to repair an ad account that already worked.

What we think sells

I have made this exact call in my own shop.

The big paint protection film jobs are the ones that stick. A full front runs $2,000 to $2,500, and it is the highlight of the month. The car is nice, the install looks sharp, the customer circles it grinning, and the photo goes to the page and pulls comments all day. He lays half of it himself, steps back, and feels what he got into this trade to feel. It is a big ticket on a standout car with pride on the line, and he files all of it as proof that film is where the money lives.

That is how film becomes the service the whole shop chases. He builds the calendar around it, points the marketing at it, and saves coatings for the days no film job is on the table.

The ticket is one number. What the job is worth comes out of the hours behind it.

A full front owns a bay for most of two days. The film alone eats real money, and most owners undercount it against the ticket. The work falls to the one or two hands who can lay film right, with no stretch mark and no lifted edge, so it only moves when those hands are free. For those two days, that bay turns nothing else.

A ceramic coating turns in a day. The material costs a fraction of what film does. Most of the crew can prep and lay one without the owner over their shoulder, so the work does not hang on a single installer. In the two days a full front needs, the coating bay can turn three or four jobs, and each one leaves a strong margin for the hours it takes.

The film job and the most profitable job are often two different jobs. The full front earns the photo and the story you tell at the next cars and coffee. The money that keeps the lights on comes from the coatings, a day at a time, without putting the whole week on one installer. A month spent chasing film can run an owner ragged, with a gross that looks great on paper and a margin that shrinks once you count the hours.

The one bad review

The same thing happens with reviews, pointed the other way.

Two hundred customers come through in a season. Most drive off happy and say nothing, because a happy customer has no reason to write three paragraphs about a job that went the way he expected. They review you by coming back in the spring and sending their brother in. One of the two hundred leaves angry, and that one writes at length on a slow Sunday.

That one review stings. A complaint about the work feels like a complaint about him, about whether he is any good at what he built his name on. He reads it ten times, shows the team, loses a night of sleep, and starts pulling the shop apart for a flaw one customer in two hundred hit.

The count was one unhappy customer in two hundred, the normal cost of doing two hundred of anything. A group that size holds a customer having a bad day, someone who wanted a service the shop never sold, and one person no one could have satisfied. The other one hundred ninety nine already gave their verdict by paying and coming back. He is about to rebuild the shop around the one and put off the rest.

The overcorrection is the real cost. He stretches the walkaround for one complaint, and now every car takes longer. Each job gives up a little margin to the lower price. He rebuilds a shop that ran fine around its single worst customer, and the other one hundred ninety nine absorb a fix aimed at someone who was not coming back.

The habit the climbing shops share

The shops that climb past the ceiling most owners hit belong to ordinary operators working an ordinary week. Somewhere along the line they picked up one habit. Before they kill a lead source, drop a price, or cut a service, they pull the real number first.

It is a small, unglamorous move. An owner who thinks the ads are dead opens the CRM and counts the leads, the calls made inside the hour, and the share that booked. One who swears coatings do not sell pulls a month of jobs and works out the margin per labor hour by service. After a bad review, a count of how many of the last two hundred customers came back or referred someone does the same job. Twenty minutes with the math, before the decision, kills most of these expensive calls.

A single rough lead inside forty is a normal Tuesday. One rough lead in three is worth a look. Telling them apart takes the denominator, the boring total behind the loud event, and the owners who keep climbing learned to read the bottom of the fraction before reacting to the top.

One small move this week

The idea earns its keep when it touches a real number in your shop, so put it to work this week.

Take one belief you hold about the shop, the kind that came from a single loud event, something like Facebook leads are junk, or coatings do not move here, or my follow-up is fine. Write it down the way you would say it to another owner.

Go find the count behind it. Pull the real total, put it next to the loud belief, and see whether the two agree.

More often than not, the number has been in your files the whole time, and pulling it shows you the part the loud event left out.

The loud thing in front of you is real. It means very little until you set it beside the quiet number it came from. The owners who glance at the quiet number first stop paying for the same misread twice, once when they make the wrong call, and again when they live with it.

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