Saturday, July 15, 2006
Lunch. NOW!
So, it’s Friday. We thought, why not give ourselves a treat and order food from a good fast food joint (still can’t go out, what with the rain and all, for a decent restaurant)? So we gathered the orders and at 11a.m. called in Chef d’Angelo for delivery of our pizza-pasta helpings for the week.
I usually don’t eat with my officemates but decided to join them this time. I was looking forward to a lively lunch time with the girls.
And then 12 noon came. Then 12:45… still the food hasn’t arrived. The people are getting pale out of hunger and a little bit restless. At first, everyone’s patient—the delivery boy might have been stuck in traffic or he might have had to delivery a few others before ours. Bit 1 p.m. came and we still didn’t have food. We were laughing it mostly but in the end we were just a little bit pissed off.
I remember (hearing from friends here) that deliveries from Chef have always been late. And this was no exception. Worst even, because it’s been nearly 2 hours of waiting. They’ve called the joint, demanded explanation and a solution. Our food was finally delivered at 2 p.m. They planned on holding a argument with the delivery boy, but instead, they were only able to ask a mild, “What took you so long?” at the obviously shaking, frail-looking boy in front of them.
After waiting 2 hours, we finished our food in less than 30 minutes, even in between stories and jibes at one another and the misadventures of the morning. Was it worth waiting for? Anything tastes good when one is hungry. Indeed, this was a very satisfying, albeit very late, meal.
tweenkies_1106 at 2:31 PM