Do I Laugh, Or Cry?

[saint]

Phone convo:

Sc: I'd like to make an order.
Me: (oh, joy) What can I get for you today?
Sc. I have a question first
Me: (this gets better and better) Okay.
Sc: What comes on ABCD pizza?
Me: *lists 6 different toppings*
Sc: Oh, so it's just olives, then?
Me: (WTF?) No, Ma'am, its *lists toppings again*
Sc: Oh, okay. *talks to boyfriend in the background.
Sc: I have another question. *I start making strangling motions*
Me: Go ahead
Sc: Does it cost more for delivery?
Me: yes, it's $2.00.
Sc:Oh, so it's $2.00 extra then?
Me: (did she think it would be $2.00 less?) Yes..
This exchange took more than 5 min. Between her talking to her boyfriend, me having to repeat myself a few more times, and having to explain the special, and that, no, she can't use a coupon with that special price.
Took me several more minutes to get her address.
Then she wants to pay with a CCard. She has to find said card. She gives me an extra set of numbers, gives me a crazy exp. date (15/08). After a few more repeats we finally get it right.
or ? Both?

[Mongo Skruddgemire]

I think in that situation the proper response is to go over to the corner, curl into the fetal position and just start twitching.

M

[lordlundar]

Cry first, laugh at it later.

Ususally works for me.

[HawaiianShirts]

When I worked pizza, we used to put our spare change into a jar, which would be given to whomever took the call (about every two weeks) from The Wait-a-Minute Kid. I got him once and suddenly understood just what value that change jar had in preserving one's sanity after such a call.

Conversations usually went something like this:
Me: (Standard intro with name)
WaMK: Um, we want to order a pizza.
Me: Okay, what size?
WaMK: Uh... waitaminute. (aside) Hey guys! What size pizza? mumblemumble. (returns) Large.
Me: And what would you like on it?
WaMK: Uh... waitaminute. (aside) Hey guys! What goes on it? mumblemumble. (returns) Pepperoni and mushrooms on half.
Me: Okay. And the other half?
WaMK: Uh... waitaminute. (aside) Hey guys! What goes on the other side? mumblemumble. (returns) Canadian bacon and pineapple.
Me: All right. Anything else like breadsticks or salads?
WaMK: Uh... waitaminute. (aside) Hey guys! What else do we want? mumblemumble. (returns) Breadsticks.
Me: Large or small? (Coworkers all gathered around laughing at this point. I'm counting the change in the jar.)
WaMK: Uh... waitaminute. (aside) Hey guys!

You get the idea. This goes on through every step of delivery or pick-up, the address, the phone number, the method of payment, and on and on. At least they never complained, and drivers never found illegal substances in use when we made the deliveries.

[Becks]

I think in that situation the proper response is to go over to the corner, curl into the fetal position and just start twitching.

I'd like to add--start speaking in tongues.

[BrassCowboy]

When I worked pizza, we used to put our spare change into a jar, which would be given to whomever took the call (about every two weeks) from The Wait-a-Minute Kid. I got him once and suddenly understood just what value that change jar had in preserving one's sanity after such a call.

I'm kinda guilty of this. Once, when we got totally wasted, we wanted to order a pizza, but I was the only one with a cell phone, so I had to make the call, and of course 4 drunk college-age males can't agree on anything. I felt sorry for the guy taking our call.

[powerboy]

When I worked pizza, we used to put our spare change into a jar, which would be given to whomever took the call (about every two weeks) from The Wait-a-Minute Kid. I got him once and suddenly understood just what value that change jar had in preserving one's sanity after such a call.

I do not understand the part about the spare change jar? What was the point behind it, I mean?

[Lace Neil Singer]

Try screaming instead. Much more satisfying.

[lordlundar]

When I worked pizza, we used to put our spare change into a jar, which would be given to whomever took the call (about every two weeks) from The Wait-a-Minute Kid. I got him once and suddenly understood just what value that change jar had in preserving one's sanity after such a call.

Wish I had that available. When I get the life stories on a basic question, I've written "HELP ME" and "Save my Sanity" and show them to staff (and some regular customers) as they pass by.

[HawaiianShirts]

I do not understand the part about the spare change jar? What was the point behind it, I mean?

The employees would drop their spare change into a jar, mostly drivers when they got tips that consisted of handfuls of coins. Managers donated from time to time as well. Then, when someone got the Wait-a-Minute Kid on the phone, that person would get to take all the money in the jar. It was kind of like a lottery, I guess. I don't think it had much point other than to make work more interesting and to have something good for getting such an annoying regular caller.