We ordered a meal from McD's and asked for delivery. Because we're in a secure location they have to wait outside and call my mobile number which was clearly given and repeated back to me upon arrival.
Well, through the chain of command, my instructions must have been truncated since I never got the call from the delivery dude. Suffice it to say, that the main delivery office called me up and claimed that the guy called and someone who was my namesake said that they didn't order anything.
When I went down to the guardroom, the said that the delivery dude did turn up, didn't call but instead, asked the guards on duty if anyone ordered a meal from McDs to have it delivered. Of course, those poor 19 year-olds would say no because they didn't have a clue as to who ordered the friggin meal. That's was why I had pre-arranged for them to bloody call my mobile phone instead.
Anyway, besides that, the straws that came were broken and the curry sauce that I asked for with my nuggets didn't come but was given 2 packets of BBQ sauce instead. Geez! I guess even with all this technology of a central call centre/logistical distribution to the nearest restaurant for delivery etc, it still pins down to the guy that has to take the instructions and follow them.
God!
Word of the day : Megalomaniac <-- does it describe me well?
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