03-13-2010, 11:51 AM
It's Saturday night around 9:30 PM Having done the upscale thing last night and knowing I must be up early to pick up a rental car to drive out to Pennsylvania, I decide to order in. Been here a couple weeks now so I realize no one really cooks. Delivery is cheaper than the grocery store pretty much. I find a local sushi place. Cool. Place the order. "10 minutes" cool. tick tick... 10 minutes, 15 minutes, 20 minutes.... well, it is pouring and the guy has to pedal that bike at least a block.
My cell phone rings.
"Did you order food?"
Yes I did.
"Where did you order from?"
Arusushi
"Huh? Sushi what?"
Arusushi,, I spell it.
"Yeah, well I think I got your food. I live at 361 and this guy rings the bell and says delivery and I pay him $20 and take it upstairs and this ain'[t what I ordered. Your phone # was on the receipt in the bag. You want me to call the restaurant or you want to?"
hmmm.... Why don't I just give you $20 and get the food?
"Yeah, well, I looked in there but I didn't touch nothing and it's all sealed up and stuff but I could call the restaurant"
No need. I can be right downstairs (our doors are maybe 25 feet apart
"Yeah well it's raining and I don't wanna come out in the rain"
okay so much for a gentleman so I say "I have to put shoes on... give me three minutes and I will be at your door". It really doesn't take time to put on the shoes but these darned buildings and their security.... I have three locked doors to wrestle with.
I get to the bottom of the stairs. The voice that sounded like an 80 year year old New York Jew (not casting aspersions... you all know the voice) turns out to be a 20 something guy with long hair and an army jacket. He is standing at my front gate as I unlock it. "Yeah well I give him 20 bucks cause he came so fast"
I just said : thank you for calling. Here is a 20.
He looiks at it funny, like he figured I wasn't gonna reimburse him or something. I said : thank you very much for coming over here. It is quite cold out and I am sure it was a hassle for you.
He just stood there for a few minutes and said "I really didn't get in it or nothing. It don't look like $20 worth of food."
I didn't bother to say that was because it was two appetizers at around $12 total.
"You ain't from here are ya?"
zuh, no, I am from Hawaii.
"Well I wouldn't 'a give him $20 bucks if I knew that was al that was in there."
It's just fine. Thank you so much and have a nice evening.
***
Now you have to admit that Hawaii has taught me a thing or two about not over-reacting, being polite no matter what and just letting things go..... Just another day NOT in paradise!
I want to be the kind of woman that, when my feet
hit the floor each morning, the devil says
"Oh Crap, She's up!"
My cell phone rings.
"Did you order food?"
Yes I did.
"Where did you order from?"
Arusushi
"Huh? Sushi what?"
Arusushi,, I spell it.
"Yeah, well I think I got your food. I live at 361 and this guy rings the bell and says delivery and I pay him $20 and take it upstairs and this ain'[t what I ordered. Your phone # was on the receipt in the bag. You want me to call the restaurant or you want to?"
hmmm.... Why don't I just give you $20 and get the food?
"Yeah, well, I looked in there but I didn't touch nothing and it's all sealed up and stuff but I could call the restaurant"
No need. I can be right downstairs (our doors are maybe 25 feet apart
"Yeah well it's raining and I don't wanna come out in the rain"
okay so much for a gentleman so I say "I have to put shoes on... give me three minutes and I will be at your door". It really doesn't take time to put on the shoes but these darned buildings and their security.... I have three locked doors to wrestle with.
I get to the bottom of the stairs. The voice that sounded like an 80 year year old New York Jew (not casting aspersions... you all know the voice) turns out to be a 20 something guy with long hair and an army jacket. He is standing at my front gate as I unlock it. "Yeah well I give him 20 bucks cause he came so fast"
I just said : thank you for calling. Here is a 20.
He looiks at it funny, like he figured I wasn't gonna reimburse him or something. I said : thank you very much for coming over here. It is quite cold out and I am sure it was a hassle for you.
He just stood there for a few minutes and said "I really didn't get in it or nothing. It don't look like $20 worth of food."
I didn't bother to say that was because it was two appetizers at around $12 total.
"You ain't from here are ya?"
zuh, no, I am from Hawaii.
"Well I wouldn't 'a give him $20 bucks if I knew that was al that was in there."
It's just fine. Thank you so much and have a nice evening.
***
Now you have to admit that Hawaii has taught me a thing or two about not over-reacting, being polite no matter what and just letting things go..... Just another day NOT in paradise!
I want to be the kind of woman that, when my feet
hit the floor each morning, the devil says
"Oh Crap, She's up!"
I want to be the kind of woman that, when my feet
hit the floor each morning, the devil says
"Oh Crap, She's up!"
hit the floor each morning, the devil says
"Oh Crap, She's up!"