This is a relatively minor thing I know, but it's just so infuriating because it happens on every shift and slows down a line like you wouldn't believe.
Usually, I'm wandering around the [pizza] store, doing my thing, when the store is suddenly flooded with people all wanting their orders at the same time. During peak time, there is usually at least 6 orders in the 'hotbox,' as well as around 6 in the oven.
I take the first person in line.
"I placed an order online."
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Oh really? That's all you're going to say? I need a name. Number of pizzas? Anything!!
Placing an order online is not a special event. The order isn't delivered to us by a fat man in gold body paint, there is no way to distinguish it from the other orders, internet or otherwise.
That's right, there's other internet orders too! As in; more than one! Other people have access to the website also. In fact, most of our orders are placed online! Yet you all seem to think you're the only ones?
This is especially fun when you're wife/husband/spouse/girlfriend/cat/boyfriend placed the order and you don't know what name they used so the obvious solution is to whip out your phone and call them, holding up the line even more. Here's a suggestion; give me their name! You must surely know it, they trust you to pick up their pizza after all.
And now there's a pizza missing on your internet order.
The one you placed online.
Yourself
No I can't give you a pizza for free to make up for your "missing" pizza. And do you know why? Because we actually haven't messed up your order. You messed up your order. No, we haven't hacked into your order and deleted that pizza. Why the hell would we?
Sidenote: I'm sorry that the local [pizza competition] has closed. I really am, it means double the customers. But that still doesn't mean we have anchoves. Or stuffed crust, or any other offer that [pizza competition] had.
Usually, I'm wandering around the [pizza] store, doing my thing, when the store is suddenly flooded with people all wanting their orders at the same time. During peak time, there is usually at least 6 orders in the 'hotbox,' as well as around 6 in the oven.
I take the first person in line.
"I placed an order online."
...
...
...
...
...
....
Oh really? That's all you're going to say? I need a name. Number of pizzas? Anything!!
Placing an order online is not a special event. The order isn't delivered to us by a fat man in gold body paint, there is no way to distinguish it from the other orders, internet or otherwise.
That's right, there's other internet orders too! As in; more than one! Other people have access to the website also. In fact, most of our orders are placed online! Yet you all seem to think you're the only ones?
This is especially fun when you're wife/husband/spouse/girlfriend/cat/boyfriend placed the order and you don't know what name they used so the obvious solution is to whip out your phone and call them, holding up the line even more. Here's a suggestion; give me their name! You must surely know it, they trust you to pick up their pizza after all.
And now there's a pizza missing on your internet order.
The one you placed online.
Yourself
No I can't give you a pizza for free to make up for your "missing" pizza. And do you know why? Because we actually haven't messed up your order. You messed up your order. No, we haven't hacked into your order and deleted that pizza. Why the hell would we?
Sidenote: I'm sorry that the local [pizza competition] has closed. I really am, it means double the customers. But that still doesn't mean we have anchoves. Or stuffed crust, or any other offer that [pizza competition] had.

lol
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