A Hot Slice Of Incompetence

| Working | May 12, 2016

(I ordered a pizza over an hour ago through a national chain. Their online tracker says it’s been delivered for 20 minutes. My pizza arrives late, so I go outside to meet the delivery man.)

Delivery Man: “Hi, uh, what did you order?”

Me: “A large pepperoni, a pasta, breadsticks, and a two-liter of root beer.”

Delivery Man: “Oh, you were that order?”

Me: “Yes…”

Delivery Man: “Well, I don’t have it with me.”

Me: “Uh, what?”

Delivery Man: “I don’t have your order. I didn’t bring it. Do you want me to go get it?”

Me: “Well, yes, that would be great.”

Delivery Man: “Okay, it’ll be 30 minutes to an hour. I’ll have to deliver the next round of orders first. Just go on and pay me now. Here’s the receipt.”

Me: “Whoa! Uh, I’m sorry, but no, you really need to bring mine first, and there’s no way in h*** I’m paying until I have what I paid for. Why did you even come if you didn’t have it? Why didn’t you go back and pick it up first?”

Delivery Man: “Didn’t think about it. Want this [Soda], though?” *hands me a 20oz [Soda]*

(He got back in his car and drove off. I called the store to let them know what happened. They were just as baffled as me, and found my order in the cooler with the sodas. They remade it (or at least heated it up, I guess), a manager brought it himself within 20 minutes, and I didn’t have to pay. I’m guessing they need to do some drug testing at that location!)

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