What a Clusterf***.

So, this kid



just took our order.

Couldn't pronounce provolone

When my wife read him her card's expiration date, she said with the name of the month and then the year e.g. July

He asked her to repeat in numerals, e.g., "7/18"

I guess this is the downside of 'full employment', that people who couldn't get their GEDs are in charge of cash registers and customer service.

It's crazy how much the standards keep getting lowered... in my area they recently lowered the requirements to graduate high school. Then, shortly after, were patting themselves on the back for the 'highest graduation rates ever!', and then gave t h.g e school superintendent a raise. Seriously.

Minimum wage, minimum results.

And I thought this was going to be about dem bones.

And they want $15/hr.

Order using the app. You can even pay. Only interaction you need is picking up the order. The app tells you when it’s done even.

Yes, it’s not getting any better.

Had one take my money in a drive-thru a while back. The machine told her what to give me back and she turned to me and said “I don’t have any pennies” (long pause). Not that the the 2-3 cents would make that much difference, I still replied “That’s not my problem, I’ll wait”.

Why the hell would you ever be talking to someone at Domino's?

Multi-level question........

quote:

Originally posted by Gustofer:
And they want $15/hr.

And they can’t manage to make a plain cheeseburger when ordered....

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Kskelton:
[QUOTE]Originally posted by Gustofer:
And they want $15/hr. [/QUOTE

Next time you should consider ordering pizza instead of dominos

I've been to several fast food restaurants where the cashiers were honest to god illiterate.

You have to spell your name very slowly for them and they STILL mash the wrong letters.

At the risk of being flamed-I just started working as a gun store clerk. Point of sale ain't as easy as you might think. But, I guess selling a gun has a bit more complexity than a pizza.

Now that I work in a gun store-

Did ya know a .45 will tear a man's arm clean off?

I had someone at a Dominos out in the country ask me to spell my name after I gave it to them for the order. It's Bob. B-O-B

quote:

Originally posted by RobC2:
I had someone at a Dominos out in the country ask me to spell my name after I gave it to them for the order. It's Bob. B-O-B

Knock, knock, who's there? Bob, Bob who?
Bob up & kiss my ass.

Sorry, I just had to use it.

Went to Dairy Queen here a year or so ago, ordered something, the register showed 46 cents was my change. College age girl running the register had to whisper something in her coworker’s ear, to which he replied “a quarter, two dimes and a penny”.

Pitiful.

My idea of fun is to tell the kid, right off the bat ,
This is to go

and then we wait for them to ask us if this is for here or to go .


about 75% of the time we get asked

True story, I told it here a few years ago: I had to run an errand from work, so I stopped at a fast food joint to pick up some lunch for the crew. They had chicken strips in boxes of four or six strips. I figured that ten strips would do the job, so that's what I asked for.

Counter girl: "We don't have ten. We only have four or six."

V-Tail: "If Freddie had four chicken strips and Suzy had six chicken strips, how many chicken strips would they have all together?"

Counter girl bursts into tears.

Manager comes out and demands to know what's going on. V-Tail is so flabbergasted that words do not come out of his mouth. Man behind me in line tells the manager what happened. Manager tells counter girl to take a break and pull herself together, gives V-Tail one box of four strips, one box of six strips, refuses payment, and says "This is what HR gives me to work with, and they expect me to run this place. I'm sorry for the trouble, we'll try to do better on your next visit."

Last night I took munchkin to the drive through for some ice cream. He helped me building a section of fence in the 98 degree heat all day. We ordered Reeses Blasts. Guy brings out Oreo's. I tell him we ordered Reeses and it clearly shows it on the receipt.

He says he will bring us out the correct ones asap. 5 minutes later he comes back with Oreo blasts........I looked at munchkin and he said, Dad oreo is fine and just shook his head.

Yes, yet another member of the Junior Rocket Surgeon Internship Program. Yeesh, was I ever that clueless?