I was reading back through some of the Not Always Right posts, and remembered a time when I felt embarrassed for the poor retail slaves my friends had abused. This was over 6 months ago, but it still pissed me off to think about it.
We eventually get the order after some more partying (I was dancing with smiley-face balloons, there are pictures SOMEWHERE...) and pizza dude shows up.
We pay him, thank him, go in to eat. Open the wings boxes to find that for 2 boxes of wings, we only have one cup of Bleu Cheese when we had ordered extra.
She FLIPS out. Calls the pizza dudes up, demands more Bleu Cheese, and FREE, and ASAP. Or else, yadda yadda, yackity smackity, saying "oh don't be rude to me" (I don't know what he said as I couldn't hear over her, but knowing her, he wasn't being rude at all) near the end.
Then calls her boyfriend and relays the conversation; huge amounts of exaggeration the whole time.
I timidly suggest we get started on the pizza, so we open up the boxes. Lo and behold, 2 tubs of Bleu Cheese per Pizza Box. We now have 5, not 1.
This is where I PERSONALLY would have called back, canceled the freebie run, apologized profusely, and been done.
She did not do that.
She waited for her boyfriend to get there, laughed about it, hid the extra dressing, and when the pizza dude got there? Her boyfriend yelled at the poor guy, then slammed the door in the guy's face.
Like, argh, how could you be so fucking rude???
They did NOTHING wrong, YOU flew off the handle, and then you torture the dude by threatening actual physical bodily harm before slamming the door in his face?
-steam billows out of ears-
--Sub Shop Slut
[Chris in comments, I figured out how to link to FaceBook :D]
Side note about a rude custy:
Was at a food store where my friend worked. He told a custy they were closed.
Custy said "fuck you" and smacked the hat off my friend's head.