Pizza | St. Petersburg, FL, USA |
Me: “Thank you for calling [Pizza Place]. Would you like to try our 2 for $20 special today?”
Customer: “I hate my wife!”
Me: “Uh…”
Customer: “She’s such a b****! I never did anything to deserve this. She’s so demanding and I can’t deal with it!” *continues ranting for a few minutes*
Me: “Sir, did you want to order a pizza?”
Customer: “No, I just needed someone to vent on.”
Me: “Oh. Well, I hope I helped.”
Customer: “It feels good to get that out! Have a good night.”
Me: “You too, sir!”
Customer: *click*

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(I am a 17 year old girl working at a pizzeria. A tourist who looks about forty approaches me, looking angry.)
Tourist: “How dare you sell this food in an Italian restaurant!”
Me: “Sir, I’m not entirely sure what you mean.”
Tourist: “This food! Don’t you know that pizza and ice cream are American? How dare you take credit for what we have done! This is ridiculous! I am going to sue you!”
Me: “Sir, that really isn’t necessary. I–”
Tourist: “Don’t you take that tone with me! Stop sounding all professional! It’s annoying!”
Me: “Sorry, sir, you-”
Tourist: “Shut up! This food is American! How dare you be so racist against Americans!
Me: “Sir, I am originally American, so why would I–”
Tourist: “This food is American!”
Me: “Sir, I–”
Tourist: “American!”
Me: “Ask anyone anywhere. Look it up on the Internet, even. I assure you that all this food is Italian.”
Tourist: “The customer is always right!” *storms off*
(I continue to serve customers. 25 minutes later he comes in again.)
Tourist: “Yeah, so I looked it up. Turns out it was Italian. Uh, so can I have your number?”

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Pizza | Pennsylvania, USA |
Coworker: “Hello, how may I help you?”
Caller: “I just called and made an order for delivery, but please tell the driver to wait. I have to go have bowel movements.”
Coworker: “Um, sure thing, ma’am.”
(About 10 minutes go by…)
Me: “Hello, how may I help you?”
Same customer: “You can tell the driver he can bring my food to me now. I’m done with my bowel movements.”

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Me: “Hello, can I help you?”
Customer: “Yeah, I’d like a large pepperoni pie and a bottle of [soda] delivered to [address].”
Me: “Okay, your total is ***. That’ll be about a half hour. Is that all?”
Customer: “Oh, also, how much extra would it cost to have my pie be 16 slices instead of 8? Because I’m really hungry tonight.”

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Me: “Hello, thanks for calling [pizza place] how may I help you?”
Customer: “I ordered a pizza and it has green peppers and mushrooms on it.”
Me: “Oh, I’m sorry, but it says here that’s what you ordered.”
Customer: “No! I am allergic to green peppers! Why would I order something I’m allergic to?”
Me: “Alright, I understand. What did you intend to order?”
Customer: “Ham and pepperoni.”
Me: “Okay, we’ll have that out to you right away. Just make sure to give us the other pizza when we get there, okay?”
Customer: “I can’t.”
Me: “Why not?”
Customer: “I ate it already.”

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