Tempy

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Thursday, October 09, 2008

He Did Answer The Question

So every day we as an office order food from different places, depending on everyone's moods. The problem is everyone gives the delivery people the same main phone #.

Now normally, the delivery people go into the lobby and the lobby desk rings up to tell us who the food is for. But sometimes the delivery person calls from his cellphone while he is still outside, just to save some time. Invariably they just call and say "food downstairs" but the problem is you never know who it's for and who should go down to sign for it. So this just happened:

*ring ring*

Me: Hello?

Delivery Guy: Hi. Food downstair.

Me: For who?

Delivery Guy: (silence)

Me: What restaurant?

Delivery Guy: Que?

Me: WHERE ARE YOU FROM?

Delivery Guy: (pause) ... Cuba.

1 Comments:

At 3:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hehehe

 

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