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i know lately it seems as though i’ve just been picking on organizations and berrating them, but sometimes it’s just too easy. here i was just trying to sit down, relax a bit, maybe watch an episode or two of LOST and get a pizza for myself, macaulay culkin-style in home alone. ERROR.

DOMINO’S: um, domino’s pizza how can i help you. [yes, no question mark]
ME: yeah, i’d like a delivery
DOMINO’S: a doy, what’s your name
ME: arnold
D[takes 1min to type into computer]: ok, a doy, are you on spring street?
ME: no, that’s probably a DIFFERENT arnold. would you like my phone
number?
D: no, a doyie doy, that might be too much.
ME: [WTF?] um, ok.
D: is there anything else you’d like?
ME: besides this conversation to make sense and be productive towards
getting me a pizza? NO, NOT REALLY.
D: oh, you want a delivery?
ME: yes.
D: oh, i thought you already ordered.
me: yes, of course - i’m just calling domino’s, alone, late at night because i like
it when they talk retarded to me for $0.99/min.

[order finally happens]

D: that will be $11.90
ME: easy, there. what’s the tax?
D: 91 cents, a doy, and a delivery charge of $2.00
ME: a delivery charge?
D: yes, i’m sorry sir. that will be 35-40min.

a delivery charge? i don’t recall ever paying a delivery charge. you’re DOMINOS. it’s not like you didn’t know what you were getting into when you decided you wanted to DELIVER PIZZAS for a business model. next thing you’re going to tell me mcdonald’s is charging $1.00 for refills on sprite, and i have to pay to get into a women’s volleyball game.

well, at least the pizza wasn’t bad.

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