Indecisions, indecisions. . .

[Arghetlam]

So, I was working at ye 'ole pizzaria today with just the manager. It wasn't too bad; the other delivery guy split early to get his car looked at, so I was stuck with doing a ton of deliveries and a ton of half off pizzas. But that's not the fun part of the story.

This is.

About the time I'm getting ready to take my four run, phone rings. I pick it up and do ye 'ole speach.

Me = MazdaSpeed Powered Delivery Boy
SC = Ye 'ole smacktard

Me = Thanks for calling Pizza ____, what can I do for 'ya?
SC = Yeah, I'd like to get a one topping pizza. . .
Me = Will this be delivery or carry out?
SC = Carry out.
Me = Okay, and what do you want?
SC = Pepperoni.
Me = Okay. . .
SC = Okay, bye. *click*
Me = . . .jigga-wha?

I don't even get her price before she hangs up. No big deal, I think, she'll just find out when she gets here.

She calls back.

Me = Thanks for calling Pizza ____, what can I do for 'ya?
SC = Yeah, I just called, and I want my pizza to be delivery.
Me = (Oh, for the love. . .) Okay, can I ge
SC = 611 South Jager street (Made up address, mind you)
Me = Okay, tha-
SC = Okay, bye. *click*

Again, she just hangs up. At this point, my manager knows that if I don't get on the road right now, we're gonna have unhappy customers, and he doesn't wanna make this four run a five run. We decide that they get to wait on their pizza.

Oh, but there's more.

Phone rings.
Me = Thanks for calling Pizza ____, what can I do for 'ya?
SC = Yeah, I just called, and I never confirmed my price.
Me = (No kidding, stop hanging up and I'll get to that!) Yeah, your price is 19.67, but if you do carry out, it'll be five dollars off.
SC = . . .no, 19.67 is fine. Okay, bye. *click*

Okay, by this point, I have everything finally bagged and everything finally ready to head out to Tsuruya (the car), and the phone rings. Yet again. Guess who. . .

Me = Thanks for calling Pizza ____, what can I do for 'ya?
SC= Yeah, I just called, and I'd like to make my pizza a supreme instead of a one topping.
Me = Okay, then, th -
SC = Okay, bye. *click*

Enough was enough. I go to the manager, and his verdict on it was, and I quote: "They're not getting their pizza."

Apparently, they called in while I was out on delivery, wondering where their pizza was, and the manager took the call and basicially gave them the what for. In the end, they ordered a two topping pizza for delivery. Then called in again and wanted it for carry out.

I don't think they'll be ordering here again. And lord help them if I'm in the store when they call. . .

[Boozy]

Enough was enough. I go to the manager, and his verdict on it was, and I quote: "They're not getting their pizza."

Thank god for happy endings!

That was infuriating just to read. Apparently, this dumb bitch has no time to stay on the phone for more than a second, but has no problem wasting your time by repeatedly calling back.

[Ringtail Z28]

Yeesh, I was getting annoyed just reading about that customer. I can't stand those, "I'm in a hurry" or "My time's really important" types.

[Imogene]

Had a caller the other day that actually made me long for the days at Chesterfield where all I had to deal with was "Anime the Kid" (older members may remember him.)
No less than five times, in the space of three minutes, I had the same damn call, exactly the same way each time. Exactly the same damn lines, the same person every time.
"Do you guys have superhero games for the PS2?"
J: "Yes..."
"Which ones?"
J: *schlep over to PS2 wall, narrowly avoid random kid, bend over just enough to read* "Xmen Rise of Apocalypse, and Xmen movie 3."
"You don't have *some title I can't quite remember now, but might've been Rise of the Imperfects*?"
J: "No, we don't. Not in used, and not on PS2."
"Oh. *click*"
J: "Just like the last four times you called."

He'd call back, and reply to my intro by going, "Yeah, I just called about the Superhero games?"
And I'd just sigh and wince and repeat the same damn motion.

[Fire_on_High]

OT but...

Ieaen, is that you bud?