Mm… Chinese food…
Posted in Life, Restaurants on 08/12/2006 09:59 am by enjanerdToday’s advice: After you move, delete the phone numbers of restaurants who deliver to your old residence from your phone.
Right, so of course there’s a story.
Ian and I decided to order some Chinese food and watch a movie last night. It’s my responsibility to order Chinese food because I’m Chinese-y or something. And that means I’m somehow better qualified to make a phone call. I called, confirmed my phone number, confirmed delivery to my address on file, gave the order and began my 35 minute wait.
Earlier in the evening I played a prank on someone and had scrolled past Maple House in my phone book. So, as I was looking at the Oriental Star menu, I chose to call the restaurant I had on the brain. Unfortunately, Maple House only delivers to a small area in Centreville. I think 20 miles might be out of their delivery area.
I only figured out my mistake half an hour later when the driver called me asking where I was. I told him I’d come downstairs and let him in. Go downstairs to the front of my building and find that there is no chinese food. There is no one trying to get in. Confusion ensues.
I receive another call from the delivery guy and he reads my address to me to confirm that’s where I am. *gasp* I haven’t lived there in almost a year! What did I do? What am I going to do? It’s not like I can have them deliver it to me. It’s not like I’m going to drive all the way out there to pick up food. Hmmm…
Sonny still lives in the area. He likes GTC… Call Sonny up to find out if he’s home and tell him he’s going to get some free chinese food from me. Call the restaurant back and give them his new address and ask if they’ll deliver it over there. Thank them profusely for being accommodating. Call Sonny back a little while later to make sure he got the food. Fortunately, he and his friends were over there and they were planning to go out and watch the game, but I caught them before they left. So, they just stayed in and watched the game.
Everything all worked out and we lived happily ever after. The end.