While I was watching my brother yesterday afternoon, my mom ordered a pizza from Little Caesers and I went to pick it up. Its just around the corner so I grabbed my keys, sunglasses, and money and headed out leaving my bag in the house. When I turned into the parking lot I was confused at its set up. Instead of having parking at the curb by the restaurant, it was in the exact middle of the parking lot, but evenso, there were about 4-5 open spaces and I was in 2 of them. I put the car in reverse to straighten out so that I wouldn't be taken up so much space but a woman pulled up behind me (which was in the middle of the lot - not where parking is). I was annoyed that she was being dumb so instead of backing out to straighten up, I went forward. As I inched forward so did she until she had fully stolen my parking spot with 4 others right next to me. I was completely dumbfounded as to the stupidity of this woman. I should have just let the car be crooked. But I made a quick U-turn to let her know I was pissed and parked as close to her as that u-turn would allow. She gave me this look like "I didn't know you were trying to park." I avoided confrontation and ONLY gave her a dirty look and slammed my door and went inside. But I could've taken her. Then I got to deal with the wonderful dim-witted trained food professionals at Little Caesers. Here's an excerpt from my conversation with the guy at the counter:
Me: Hello, we called in an order for a cheese pizza and breadsticks.
Trained Professional: Okay, that'll be $6.xx
Me: A no, I think our order is a bit more than that, could you check it again please.
Trained Professional: You said you wanted a cheese pizza and breadsticks.
Me: No, we called it in...about 40 minutes ago, I don't remember the order exactly.
Trained Professional: Oh, well we make it hot and ready to go at all times so you don't need to put in an order.
Me: Ok, I didn't know that, but still we did put in an order so is it ready?
Trained Professional: You don't need to order, but I'll look for a ticket [searches, can't find it] nope I don't have one for your order. Just tell me the order and we'll make it for you.
Me: Ok, well, we phoned it in and I don't know exactly what we ordered because it was 40 minutes ago, I don't have my phone on me to call and ask.
[Trained Professional gives me their phone for me to call and ask my mom - then relay the info to the guy and pay for it.]
Trained Professional: Ok, I'll get that ready, it'll be a while.
Me: What? Why? I thought it was hot and ready when you order it?
Trained Professional: It is. But you'll have to wait for the bread.
Me: Isn't the bread hot and ready to go?
Trained Professional: Yes, but you'll have to wait.
Me: Ok, but we phoned it in 40 minutes ago, I see that you must not have gotten our order, but you said that everything is hot and ready to go.
Trained Professional: It is.
Me: Then why do I have to wait?
Trained Professional: Because we have to make the bread.
At this point I gave up. I told Nick this story last night...he was silent as he tried to comprehend and then said, "wow...huh...all I can think of is that I bet that guy doesn't get paid much."
After this, I think the only reason I would continue to go back is because their pizza is very good for the price. How can you beat the normal price of $.99 for 5 breaksticks? I pay almost $3 for 3 breadsticks at the pizza hut at school. Ah well, there was no lesson learned except you'll never win an argument with someone who doesn't know what the fuck is going on. And remember kids, always be nice to food service providers...see the movie Super Troopers to understand what I mean.
Me: Hello, we called in an order for a cheese pizza and breadsticks.
Trained Professional: Okay, that'll be $6.xx
Me: A no, I think our order is a bit more than that, could you check it again please.
Trained Professional: You said you wanted a cheese pizza and breadsticks.
Me: No, we called it in...about 40 minutes ago, I don't remember the order exactly.
Trained Professional: Oh, well we make it hot and ready to go at all times so you don't need to put in an order.
Me: Ok, I didn't know that, but still we did put in an order so is it ready?
Trained Professional: You don't need to order, but I'll look for a ticket [searches, can't find it] nope I don't have one for your order. Just tell me the order and we'll make it for you.
Me: Ok, well, we phoned it in and I don't know exactly what we ordered because it was 40 minutes ago, I don't have my phone on me to call and ask.
[Trained Professional gives me their phone for me to call and ask my mom - then relay the info to the guy and pay for it.]
Trained Professional: Ok, I'll get that ready, it'll be a while.
Me: What? Why? I thought it was hot and ready when you order it?
Trained Professional: It is. But you'll have to wait for the bread.
Me: Isn't the bread hot and ready to go?
Trained Professional: Yes, but you'll have to wait.
Me: Ok, but we phoned it in 40 minutes ago, I see that you must not have gotten our order, but you said that everything is hot and ready to go.
Trained Professional: It is.
Me: Then why do I have to wait?
Trained Professional: Because we have to make the bread.
At this point I gave up. I told Nick this story last night...he was silent as he tried to comprehend and then said, "wow...huh...all I can think of is that I bet that guy doesn't get paid much."
After this, I think the only reason I would continue to go back is because their pizza is very good for the price. How can you beat the normal price of $.99 for 5 breaksticks? I pay almost $3 for 3 breadsticks at the pizza hut at school. Ah well, there was no lesson learned except you'll never win an argument with someone who doesn't know what the fuck is going on. And remember kids, always be nice to food service providers...see the movie Super Troopers to understand what I mean.
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