Someone posted this saying that had asked for extra pepperoni,
Lucky bastard was actually complaining!
I’ll never forget the time way back in like 1999, early 2000 that I ordered a pizza from the local Domino’s and told them I wanted a Large pizza with extra Sausage delivered.
It showed up, I paid for it and I went in the kitchen to open it up.
Extra Sausage, right?
There was hardly ANY on it!
I actually counted them and there were 12 little Kibbles and Bits sized pieces of Sausage on that Large pizza that I paid extra for.
Oh fuck you ya fuckin’ bastards, you ain’t getting away with that shit with me boys.
So I called them and bitched, actually talked to the fucking manager.
He probably had more zits on his face than there were pieces of Sausage on my fucking pizza from the sound of it.
He agreed to send me a fresh pizza at no charge ,and he said he would make sure there was extra Sausage on it.
Twenty five minutes later it shows up. I thank the driver, tip the guy and head into the kitchen.
A whopping 16 little Kibbles and Bits sized pieces of Sausage, on a Large pizza!
I called that motherfucker right back up and just tore him a new asshole over the phone.
He offered to send me yet ANOTHER pizza and I told him to shove it up his ass, I would never buy another Domino’ pizza as long as I lived.
Twenty years later and I still haven’t ordered another pizza from those fuckers.
The moral of the story?
Don’t piss me off because I will never forget it.
I don’t know why it is, but I can remember people that pissed me off thirty five years ago when I can’t remember where I sat a wrench down five minutes ago.
Obviously I ain’t the forgive and forget type, I am the exact opposite of that.
Been that way ever since I was a little, little, kid.
Yet another of my many Personality Defects.
I am what I am and it is what it is.