So, I found a hair in my soup today. Lovely. However, I figured since it's already been boiled, what's the harm in finishing my soup? I paid for it, dammit!
Also, apparently they decided I didn't need to have my pizza sliced.
What's the world coming to when they won't even slice your pizza for you? I mean sure, I could get a knife, but the last thing I want to do, when I've rested my ass in my favourite cosy chair and opened my steaming and attractive pizza box, is find I need to get up again and retrieve a piece of cutlery.
Dear Pizza Place,
CUT THE DAMN PIZZA!
Sincerely,
Irate Diner
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