It's been a long time since I ordered pizza from Dominos and I don't even know what possessed me to try it tonite(yeah I do; wife at work son begging me for it; sounds easier than actually making something).
So I decide to give it a try. First I call the nearest Dominos. "Sorry sir, you're out of our area you should call the one on Glisan St." I ask for the number and could have sworn I heard a sigh before the overworked girl gave it to me.
Call the second number and am told that I am not in their area either----ugghh! Instead of going thru anymore of this phone nonsense I just get on line and go thru the whole sign up hoops so I can order a simple Dominos pie! After about 30+ minutes on the web site I finally get a confirmation that a pizza is on it's way....YAY!
About a half hour later Dominos calls me and tells me that they will deliver it this time but that I am not in their area(at this point I am exasperated....it was THEIR website that said I was in their area for Pete's sake. So the guy says that since they never deliver out here(I am within the City Limits with a good 12 miles of urban sprawl beyond my doorstep so I am not sure what the whole hub-bub is all about) could I provide him with directions.
"Yeah, no problem" I say. "First you want to go East on Burnside for about 1 mile---wave at your Dominos brothers on the left and continue for another mile until you get to 122nd. Go North 2 blocks--wave at some more of your Dominos brothers--and continue until you get to Halsey St. Turn East and go 1/2 mile to 134th and then turn left. Continue until you get to my addressXXXXXXXX"
Yeah, that's right. He had to pass TWO Dominos on his way here and I wasn't sending him on a fools route to prove a point or anything. That was the most direct route.
The pizza was just as I remember it.......unremarkable at best