As I remember them, so shall you read them. Gross one is marked in a stunning shade of white.
The Local Threesome of Poopsome Attitude
Mo(ther), Da(ughter),and me. Co-starring, bitch Manager C (or BMC).
Me: Hi! Welcome to (pizza place), what can I get for you?
Mo: We.. want, ahahaa.. um. Yes, are you new?
Me: Well, I've been here about 4 years now.
Da: She looks suspicious. Mom!
Mo: Well, we ALWAYS order two beast Barbeque Chicken pizzas, and two BBQ hoagies while we wait.
Me: All right, and what would you like on those hoagies?
Da: MOM MOMOMOMOMOM! ..you're a diabetic.
Daughter and Mother exchange a crazy look and turn gravely to me..
Mo: Cancel it, she is right. We'd like THREE BBQ Beasts. Chicken is awful for diabetics.
Me: (ignore her.. I know its wrong, but ignore it..) Okay, and your total comes to--
BMC: What's going on Mother n Daughter?
Mo & Da: She was going to sell us chicken! Diabetes!
BMC: Oh, that's awful. She's just a little filler girl anyway.
Just.. rrrrrrrrrr.
Highlight below for the gross.
GROSS: The thing in the men's room.
So, a customer stops me, and asks if I'd go freshen up the men's room. I oblige, and take a gander.
There was a monster turd on, and around the toilet bowl. =_= Of course, I asked for assistance, and my delightful boss ManagerJ decided to go back there. I demonstrated the men's room door, he goes in, and I hear a faint,"Holy shit!" as I walk away.
Yet another reason I will refuse surgery in my hometown.
So, the hospital's surgery nurses are idiots. Once, they lost the hospital credit card, and where was it? They ALL keep their credit cards in a mound on the nurse's desk. Some of those doofy morons went to the local Cancer Center, across from the hospital.
Me: Thank you for calling (pizza place), this is UnholyPet,how may I help you?
Nurse: Well, I want a green pizza.
Me: I'm sorry, we don't carry anything by that name, but our Taco and Bacon Cheeseburger pizzas come with lettuce, and we have a Veggie Topper pizza, as well.
Nurse: Oh, hell with the vegans. Give me a Ranch.
Me: All right, and is this a pick-up or a delivery?
Nurse: Delivery.
Me: Okay, your phone number?
She gives me the hospital number, address, and tells me she's in the Lab.
Me: Okay, you're at the hospital then?
Nurse: NO! Gawd.. Cancer Center.
Me: Okay.. can I have that number?
Nurse: I gave it to you!
Me: You gave me the hospital number, ma'am. I need the phone number to the Cancer Center.
Nurse: BUT! AUGH!! They're paying for it!
Me: I still need the number, address, and your name for the place we are delivering to.
Nurse: CINDY!! *throws down phone* CINDY SHE IS BEING A TOTAL WHORE!
Cindy: HELLO?!?
Me: Hello.
Wash, rinse, repeat. It took the actual doctor to tell those idiots how it worked. My explanation was too hard, apparently. All of this for a measly $10 order.
I was at Wal-Mart, in the electronics department when...
I needed assistance. I was heavily denied by Guy, whom looked to be in his 30's, and Decky, whom is my friend's cousin's wife.
I quietly and innocently grabbed the new Avatar DVD, and decided to buy Tony Hawk's Pro 8 while I was at it, so I looked around the aisles, seeing no one, and caught Guy and Decky at the little cashier cage.
Me: Excuse me. .... excuse me! ............... Excuse ME!!
Decky and Guy looked at me, snorted, then turned back to each other to talk their frivolous talk.
Me: Umm.. Excuse me.. *reads nametags* Decky! Guy! Will one of you help me?
Decky cocked her eyes at me, snorted and turned away, still talking to Guy. Guy laughs. Oh hell no.
So, I get a bit angry, and THROW a Wal-Mart reloadale Visa at Decky, she GASPS! Guy is confused and disoriented by the motion and sound, I CHUCK another at his temple! THEN!!
I get my game, pay for it, and complain about them on their online survey doo-bob.
WHAT is in that green pepper?
I am taking care of the buffet on a bus Friday night. I am sweating from literally running to the ovens (two 500degree ovens!), the make table (where the buffet pizzas are), and the actual buffet (with heating lamps, heated table, and the air set at a mere 85 (wtf).
A customer calls for me! I answer, "Yes, sir! What can I do for you?"
Man: There's a snail on my green pepper.
Me: Oh! Gosh, would you mind letting me have a look at it?
Man: Welp, ah done ate it.
Me: You um.. ate the green pepper?
Man: And the snail.
Me: Ah..
A nearby customer heard us, and instead of asking me to take her plate of green peppered pizza, she dumps it on the buffet.
Continued^ CINNABREAD NAOW
The buffet gets cleared off, when I throw out a cinna bread. Literally, sixteen people got up to get some.
Man1 got SIX slices, Woman1 three, Kids 1/2/3 got four each, and then Man2 got the rest.
---five minutes pass---
Me: Snappy Cinnabread!
Woman1 and 2 are here, and take HALF, Man2 came back!!
..and took the whole thing. People complain to me.
---five more minutes---
Snappy Cinnabread! Kids 2/3/4/5/6/7 get the whole thing.
---three minutes pass, cause I threw one in ahead of time---
...and everyone got plenty. Cinnahogs.
BACONPIZZAOMFGPWNBBQSAUCE
Inbetween the above, a man requested a thin crust bacon. I oblige, and its out in eight minutes. He takes 2/3 of the pizza, and then an older lady walks up and DEMANDS I have him return it, as that's her favorite, and "He is a DICK!!"
Nevermind, I'll just make another...
The Local Threesome of Poopsome Attitude
Mo(ther), Da(ughter),and me. Co-starring, bitch Manager C (or BMC).
Me: Hi! Welcome to (pizza place), what can I get for you?
Mo: We.. want, ahahaa.. um. Yes, are you new?
Me: Well, I've been here about 4 years now.
Da: She looks suspicious. Mom!
Mo: Well, we ALWAYS order two beast Barbeque Chicken pizzas, and two BBQ hoagies while we wait.
Me: All right, and what would you like on those hoagies?
Da: MOM MOMOMOMOMOM! ..you're a diabetic.
Daughter and Mother exchange a crazy look and turn gravely to me..
Mo: Cancel it, she is right. We'd like THREE BBQ Beasts. Chicken is awful for diabetics.
Me: (ignore her.. I know its wrong, but ignore it..) Okay, and your total comes to--
BMC: What's going on Mother n Daughter?
Mo & Da: She was going to sell us chicken! Diabetes!
BMC: Oh, that's awful. She's just a little filler girl anyway.
Just.. rrrrrrrrrr.
Highlight below for the gross.
GROSS: The thing in the men's room.
So, a customer stops me, and asks if I'd go freshen up the men's room. I oblige, and take a gander.
There was a monster turd on, and around the toilet bowl. =_= Of course, I asked for assistance, and my delightful boss ManagerJ decided to go back there. I demonstrated the men's room door, he goes in, and I hear a faint,"Holy shit!" as I walk away.
Yet another reason I will refuse surgery in my hometown.
So, the hospital's surgery nurses are idiots. Once, they lost the hospital credit card, and where was it? They ALL keep their credit cards in a mound on the nurse's desk. Some of those doofy morons went to the local Cancer Center, across from the hospital.
Me: Thank you for calling (pizza place), this is UnholyPet,how may I help you?
Nurse: Well, I want a green pizza.
Me: I'm sorry, we don't carry anything by that name, but our Taco and Bacon Cheeseburger pizzas come with lettuce, and we have a Veggie Topper pizza, as well.
Nurse: Oh, hell with the vegans. Give me a Ranch.
Me: All right, and is this a pick-up or a delivery?
Nurse: Delivery.
Me: Okay, your phone number?
She gives me the hospital number, address, and tells me she's in the Lab.
Me: Okay, you're at the hospital then?
Nurse: NO! Gawd.. Cancer Center.
Me: Okay.. can I have that number?
Nurse: I gave it to you!
Me: You gave me the hospital number, ma'am. I need the phone number to the Cancer Center.
Nurse: BUT! AUGH!! They're paying for it!
Me: I still need the number, address, and your name for the place we are delivering to.
Nurse: CINDY!! *throws down phone* CINDY SHE IS BEING A TOTAL WHORE!
Cindy: HELLO?!?
Me: Hello.
Wash, rinse, repeat. It took the actual doctor to tell those idiots how it worked. My explanation was too hard, apparently. All of this for a measly $10 order.
I was at Wal-Mart, in the electronics department when...
I needed assistance. I was heavily denied by Guy, whom looked to be in his 30's, and Decky, whom is my friend's cousin's wife.
I quietly and innocently grabbed the new Avatar DVD, and decided to buy Tony Hawk's Pro 8 while I was at it, so I looked around the aisles, seeing no one, and caught Guy and Decky at the little cashier cage.
Me: Excuse me. .... excuse me! ............... Excuse ME!!
Decky and Guy looked at me, snorted, then turned back to each other to talk their frivolous talk.
Me: Umm.. Excuse me.. *reads nametags* Decky! Guy! Will one of you help me?
Decky cocked her eyes at me, snorted and turned away, still talking to Guy. Guy laughs. Oh hell no.
So, I get a bit angry, and THROW a Wal-Mart reloadale Visa at Decky, she GASPS! Guy is confused and disoriented by the motion and sound, I CHUCK another at his temple! THEN!!
I get my game, pay for it, and complain about them on their online survey doo-bob.
WHAT is in that green pepper?
I am taking care of the buffet on a bus Friday night. I am sweating from literally running to the ovens (two 500degree ovens!), the make table (where the buffet pizzas are), and the actual buffet (with heating lamps, heated table, and the air set at a mere 85 (wtf).
A customer calls for me! I answer, "Yes, sir! What can I do for you?"
Man: There's a snail on my green pepper.
Me: Oh! Gosh, would you mind letting me have a look at it?
Man: Welp, ah done ate it.
Me: You um.. ate the green pepper?
Man: And the snail.
Me: Ah..
A nearby customer heard us, and instead of asking me to take her plate of green peppered pizza, she dumps it on the buffet.
Continued^ CINNABREAD NAOW
The buffet gets cleared off, when I throw out a cinna bread. Literally, sixteen people got up to get some.
Man1 got SIX slices, Woman1 three, Kids 1/2/3 got four each, and then Man2 got the rest.
---five minutes pass---
Me: Snappy Cinnabread!
Woman1 and 2 are here, and take HALF, Man2 came back!!
..and took the whole thing. People complain to me.
---five more minutes---
Snappy Cinnabread! Kids 2/3/4/5/6/7 get the whole thing.
---three minutes pass, cause I threw one in ahead of time---
...and everyone got plenty. Cinnahogs.
BACONPIZZAOMFGPWNBBQSAUCE
Inbetween the above, a man requested a thin crust bacon. I oblige, and its out in eight minutes. He takes 2/3 of the pizza, and then an older lady walks up and DEMANDS I have him return it, as that's her favorite, and "He is a DICK!!"
Nevermind, I'll just make another...


I'm with RWH on this one, that was pretty juvenile. Frankly, you just took away your credibility in that situation.
I love Pizza and have it rarely as a treat.



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