...for complaining.
I'm learning something. The angrier the complaint I get about the pizza I take orders for, the less likely I am to believe there's a real problem. The angriest customers always seem to be the ones demanding free pizza cause it's 5 minutes late, while the people who have waited patiently for two hours for a pizza that was never made, let alone sent, never seem to raise their voice or shout. It's a funny thing. You'd almost think that people who get all riled up are...trying to get something for nothing?
Nah.
In other news, I absolutely hate my job. Hate hate hate hate hate.
Hate.
...
Haethatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehate.
Giant Robots are unhappy at work.
Hate.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
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