Little Sleezars Idiots

A few days ago my hubby went to Little Sleezars for some cheep pizza and came back. When he looked in the boxes there was to peperonies. He is a veggy only so he was pissed cause he didn't have the energy to take it back for the two cheese. They already made him wait 20 min for what is sopposed to be a "Hot-and-Ready". That and it would take extra gass. So I said I would do it and would demand to keep the wrong ones for payment of the extra gass, time and hardship. I thought it only fair.

So, in I walk in nothing but a through over plain brown dress my sister thinks looks like a potato sack on me and look right at the guy behid the counter. I calmly and cooly say, "Ok sir, I'm going to say this as calmy and as clearly as possible for you. My husband asked for two cheese and these here are two peperonies. Now, I would like you to fix this by giving me my two owed pizzas so all would be forgiven." He said he didn't remember a guy like my husband comming in here and asked when he was there. Since I had the pizzas with me in hand, uneaten, and warm I tried not to look and him like he was a total idiot.
I told him in a business lady like manner that it was just 15-20min ago cause he'd just gotten home when I left to come back here. He still did't remember my husband. I told him still calm and cool like that I didn't care whether he did or not I still wanted my pizza corrected. He then said that my husband didn't specify what kind of Hot-and-Ready he wanted. I though to myself, "Oh, right, now he all of a sudden remembers not only that he was there but what he said too! God, what an idiot! Don't change your expression, self, I know it is funny but don't laugh at the poor bastard." He then askes for the other two wrong pizzas back. I said I was going to keep them. He said with an attitud, "Then I can't fix your order for you. Sorry."

That was when he hung himself. I told him that it is not good business practice to argue with a custumer, that I was entitled to them because I had to waste my resources for their mistake. "Call your manager now please." (hehehe I so got him now. Evil grin inside my head ) He was all too happy to. He had no idea how to deal with me on any level. I spoke like a true business woman to his lady manager, explained that her employee was rude, disrespectful, and argued with me. I told her how the order was wrong, we are loyal customers, and everything short sweet and to the point. Her response, "Oh, uh...wow...uh, ok I'll fix it. Did he put your other pizzas in the oven yet?" I think, "Oh come on lady how should I know I'm not behind that counter! Duh." I tell her she can speek to her empolyee about that.

I show up back at home with four pizzas. Nobody messes with this bitch, her family, or their food!