Monday, July 10, 2006
Domino's Undelivers!
It's 11:00 P.M.--it's late and my wife and I are hungry. After careful consideration, the decision for a source of sustenance is Domino's Pizza. I'm not a particular fan of their grease-infused chlorine-flour, preservative-fest pizza, but figured I'd have a go for old time's sake (besides, it tastes great and options are limited near midnight).
When I pulled up in front of their store it appeared closed, though with doughboys at work in the back. The sign on the door says it's open until 2:00 A.M., but the man inside waving his arms and fingers and making funny faces is telling me otherwise. After an improv sign language conversation where little more than "what??" was said, he finally unlocked the door and spoke to me in person.
Our conversation was as follows:
Me: Hey, I'd like to order a pizza.
Not Me: We're closed right now, but we can deliver.
Me: I have a car right here in the parking lot; can I make an order and have you deliver it to my car out here?
Not Me: No, but we can deliver to your house.
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That's pretty funny. You should have called via a cell phone and asked to deliver to the address of the domino's you were at. You could have waved to him through the window while you talked to the guy. If that didnt work, you could have incremented their street address by 1 and just waited next door for your pizza.
You should try that KFC meal with the popcorn chicken, corn, mashed potatoes, gravy and cheese all mixed together as we don't get it north of the border. So if you do try it and survive the heart attack... let me know ;)
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