Friday, March 24, 2006

 

Stupid service people

I ordered a pizza last Friday. The person on the phone who takes your order always asks if you will be paying cash, and I said I would be. So why, I ask, does the delivery man not show up with any change? Does he think I will have the exact change? Or does he hope that if I don't - which is almost surely going to be the case - I will let him keep whatever the difference turns out to be as a tip? In this case, the bill was $23.23 (including tax) and I wanted to leave a $2.00 tip. I had 23 cents and a $20 bill, but not a $5. He didn't have a $5 either - or two twonies and a loonie. So did he think I was going to give him a $7.00 tip? Good luck, buddy.

Actually, I don't blame the delivery man. When he begins a shift, the pizzeria manager should give him a float so he can make change.

In the event, the fellow took my credit card number and I signed the bill. I haven't got my Mastercard statement yet to see if that went through correctly. Or if I unexpectedly ordered a set of golf clubs.

By the way - twonie, or toonie? The latter looks better, but the former makes more sense. The Canadian Oxford Dictionary gives toonie or twoonie, which is asinine, and just shows what a load of bollocks that reference is. Katherine Barber can kiss my toonies.

And finally, my last rant of the night. While I was typing (you don't really expect me to say "keying", do you?) this, Classical96 played the "diamond music". You all know what I'm talking about. It's the Allegretto from Karl Jenkins's "Palladio" Suite, which everyone knows from the DeBeers "A Diamond is Forever" commercials. Again, a good piece of music - and I'll bet it sold a lot of diamonds. But now I hear it now at least twice a week, and I'd like to shove an uncut diamond up Mike Duncan's ass.

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