Papa John's Pizza Complaint - A Starving Pregnant Woman is not a Very Happy Woman
ALGONQUIN, ILLINOIS -- Tonight I decided to order Papa John's for supper. Since I ordered online, I received an email confirmation with an estimated delivery time of 35-45 minutes. When an hour passed, I wasn't surprised. After all, it's Sunday, there's a lot of football games on; and pizza and football seem to go together like milk and cookies. But, when 90 minutes had passed, I was getting irritated (not to mention hungry). I called the restaurant and was told that it would be delivered shortly. Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang and the delivery guy handed me a pizza without so much as a hello or have a nice day (yeah, enjoy your tip, jerk). I open up the pizza and immediately notice two things wrong. First, it's stone cold! I HATE stone cold pizza unless it's coming out of my fridge. Second, it's the wrong pizza. I look on the side of the box and notice it's addressed to a different house! THIS IS NOT MY PIZZA! Oh, you know it's on then. I call up and speak to the manager who blames it on the driver, saying it's been going on all night. Riiiiiight. She offers to comp my order and give me a free pizza for the next time. I tell her that I want my correct pizza. She tells me that she can do that but it'll be at least 45 minutes to an hour. WTF?! You have a hungry pregnant woman who just might be the first to accomplish a transphone strangling and you're going to make her wait an hour for her food?! As of right now, we are 15 minutes post phone call. That pizza had better be here in 45 minutes or there's no telling what me and my raging hormones will do!