26 (Fri) February 2016
Pizzas & Wings
from Yellow Cab Co. [delivery]
in my apartment
with RK, MJK, et al.
At the 40-minute mark, when the food still hadn’t been delivered, I called the hotline to inquire about the order, getting the typical “on its way” bullshit, and again at 50, and again at 60. I was about to call and cancel at 70, but — ding dong — saved by the bell, literally.
20 minutes later, the guy came back, this time with a box of Baked Potato Wedges, as a token of apology. While appreciating the gesture, I had to think that this all could’ve been avoided if they’d just put it a bit more effort on the front end.
Getting sick of Yellow Cab anyway (see most recently 7.028 Anchovy Lovers Pizza).