August 25th, 2008

Teacher B_S

My friend just reminded me of the bad service I received about eight months ago.

Background: You see, we have a huge CTC convention for students in the trade field in Harrisburg for Pennsylvania residents. It's a three day trip, and you get to meet a lot of the local politicians, and it's held in our beautiful capital building. But it's a school trip, so no parents, just your teachers. But onto the service.

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it's still me; fuckers!

I'm thinkin' wheremahfries?

I got off work & went to Arbys for some chowza. Got to the intercom at around 11:40pm*, the drive thru closes at midnight. 
Everything is peachy so far, I order, pay, sit at the window, dododo. 
It's been about seven minutes, I'm in no rush so wutevs. 
A woman pops her head out saying it would be a few minutes for my curley fries, & asked if I could please pull up. Sure, I was a little grrrrr because I wanted those fries to be on there way down my colon by now, but meh. So I wait for a bit longer.
It's been about 15 minutes respectively since I initially got to the drivethru, so I pull around & back through the drive thru to see if maybe they thought I left.
Crickets on the intercom. 
Oookay I pull up to the window & it's pitch black inside.
I grab the number to the store off of my iPhone & call to the inside.

I pulled around again & realized the little white car & the blue van that was there before was gone. I was the only sucker there.
Now I know they had to have seen my headlights waiting on the other side of the building when they left, what the....

They must have ordered the potatoes for my fries from Idaho & forgot to tell me the pick up date on when I could actually get my fucking complete order!

I sure got a chuckle out of that as I pulled away, hahaha.

peacefully ever after

(no subject)

Dear Insurance Company,

I know you are an east coast-based company. I know that eastern is considered the standard time zone for the US, but please, for the love of all things cute and fuzzy, check the address of the person you are calling at 9:30 AM EST. If you do so, you might notice that the person you are calling lives in California. That makes it 6:30 AM for the person you are calling. As I haven't filed a claim for anything, there is nothing important enough that it requires my attention before I've had my morning coffee.

When I point out to you that it is, in fact, obscenely early in the morning (a bit testily, I admit, but my manners don't kick in until after my coffee), the correct answer is to say you will call back later, and then hang up. Whatever it is, I'll deal with it later. I'll even be civil. I promise! I just need my coffee.

No love,