I hate pizza hut. I fucking hate pizza hut. Perhaps at times in my life I have been unreasonable. It is possible that I unfaily project my expectations of performance upon people who do not deserve to be judged. After all, it's not fair to go to McDonalds and expect a 5 star meal is it? Of course not.
Actually, I want to apologize to Pizza Hut and it's employee's. I now see the error of my ways when I foolishly, and selfishly expected you to deliver an actual, physical, pizza to my house last night after supplying you with a valid credit card and being told my order would be here in 45 minutes to an hour. There is simply no excuse for me assuming that by giving you my address that you would be able to actually find my house and navigate the roads between my location and yours successfully without traversing into other counties and towns only to call me twice asking where I was (because my house magically moves). I can only say how sorry I am and that this will never happen again. I promise that I will not expect the person who takes to my order to actually have a grasp upon which villages you deliver to, and won't expect them to tell me if I am ordering from a village outside your delivery area. I give my vow that next time I order I will have at least two of the following near my phone:
- magic 8 ball
- psychic hat capable of bestowing the wearer with amazing powers
- lassie
- 1/2 stick of butter *sigh* Seriously, how fucking hard is it to use Mapquest. It's even free for fuck's sake! I mean jesus christ, maybe if you weren't so baked your stupid minimum wage phone girl would know that they don't deliver to our house even though your crappy den of shitty pizza is only 3 literal miles down the road. And then your "manager" calls me to tell me that opps! they don't deliver down that far and that I should have called a different store. excuse me....what the fuck do you mean I SHOULD HAVE CALLED ANOTHER STORE!?!?!? LISTEN TO ME YOU SPECIAL OLYMPIC REJECT, EAT SHIT AND DIE YOU STUIPD MOTHERFUCKER. YOU NEVER CALL UP A CUSTOMER AND TELL THEM THEY ARE WRONG AND THEN TRY TO FOOLISHLY PORTRAY THEM AT THE PARTY AT FAULT ALL BECAUSE THEY CALLED THE WRONG STORE. AT NO TIME DID YOU EVEN MENTION THAT PERHAPS...JUST PERHAPS YOUR IGNORANT, MORLOCK OF AN EMPLOYEE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN WHAT AREAS YOU DELIVER TO! Guess what....after that clusterfuck wasting an hour (which we sat, hungry and tired from a long hard work day), we simply called Domino's and they were there in 45 minutes with piping hot pizza! Screw you pizza hut, I'll eat a steaming pile of my own vomit before I ever try to give you my money again. You give retarded people bad names. With morons like these breeding, I truly believe the apocolypse can only be so far away.