Monday, September 29, 2008
I ordered pizza online yesterday. Click click click, ordered. Got an e-mail about delivery time and I waited. Didn't even bother using a computer, I clicked in using my blackberry's wifi connection. 40 minutes and $23 later, I was chomping on some (overpriced) large tomato, sausage, and onion Papa Johns. Literally no human interaction needed at all--well, not on my part--my girlfriend brought the cash to the delivery guy. To be honest, though, I was more than happy to avoid unnecessary contact. I'm no recluse, but some of the most painful phone conversations I've had involve pizza orders. First of all, you're on hold instantly. ring ring "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut, can you hold?" "No, I'm starv-" click. Then, once they finally answer, the person on the other end doesn't know how to communicate. "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut, can you hold?" Oh right, that happens a again, but then you finally get the "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut. What can I do for you." Um, lets see, I called Pizza Hut. I need some one to come clean out my gutters. Oh wait, no, send me a pizza please. Just once, I want to tell them I've been waiting for 55 minutes for the heroin I ordered, but I'll never have the chance as I am now an internet pizza ordering convert.
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