My fiance and I don't use our kitchen at this point for a number of reasons. Thankfully, we can sort of afford to order in most nights and his parents are near enough, they let us raid the fridge.
My fiance calls on his way home from work. He wants me to order pizza for dinner. Okay, that's cool. I get online and pull up a certain pizza franchise's website.
Only there's something wrong with it. It won't get any further than an error message for the prelogin. So, okay, I call the place.
Me: TwoScoopsSciath, Red-Hat Vigilante and Hungry NaNoite
PL: The woman on the other end of the phone
PL:...hello?
Me: Yes, Hi! I'd like to place an order for delivery.
PL:...Phone number?
Me: XXX-XXX-XXXX
PL:...Name?
Me: Sciath Touskoups
PL: Okay, what kind of pizza?
Me: A large, please, half bacon and pepperoni, half pineapple ((This will be important))
PL: ...What? The Works?
Me: No, no,(repeat order)
PL:...Okay, bye.(click)
I'm hungry, mildly dehydrated and not decent (in my pjs), so fiance answers the door. The exchange first runs through the fact that nobody took down my card info. So fiance spends 15 minutes clearing that up, because we don't have cash. Then he checks the pizza after the delivery guy walks away. I hear the door slam open and he runs out. Comes back and I hear him say, "No, no, not your fault, but I would like a different pizza. The one my fiance ordered."
They had given us the Works. Then fiance tells me that, apparently, they insisted I hung up before giving them my card info.
We got a card for a free pizza, though!
My fiance calls on his way home from work. He wants me to order pizza for dinner. Okay, that's cool. I get online and pull up a certain pizza franchise's website.
Only there's something wrong with it. It won't get any further than an error message for the prelogin. So, okay, I call the place.
Me: TwoScoopsSciath, Red-Hat Vigilante and Hungry NaNoite
PL: The woman on the other end of the phone
PL:...hello?
Me: Yes, Hi! I'd like to place an order for delivery.
PL:...Phone number?
Me: XXX-XXX-XXXX
PL:...Name?
Me: Sciath Touskoups
PL: Okay, what kind of pizza?
Me: A large, please, half bacon and pepperoni, half pineapple ((This will be important))
PL: ...What? The Works?
Me: No, no,(repeat order)
PL:...Okay, bye.(click)
I'm hungry, mildly dehydrated and not decent (in my pjs), so fiance answers the door. The exchange first runs through the fact that nobody took down my card info. So fiance spends 15 minutes clearing that up, because we don't have cash. Then he checks the pizza after the delivery guy walks away. I hear the door slam open and he runs out. Comes back and I hear him say, "No, no, not your fault, but I would like a different pizza. The one my fiance ordered."
They had given us the Works. Then fiance tells me that, apparently, they insisted I hung up before giving them my card info.
We got a card for a free pizza, though!
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