Larosa's or something
Today in my retarded Implications of Computer Technology on our Society class, the instructor brought up a "nameless" pizza chain that covers the Cincinnati area, talking about computer networks and phone systems and such. It turns out that he and I got in like a heated argument because he kept telling the class incorrect information and I kept correcting him. For example, he wanted to know what this pizza chain would do if the computer network went down and they couldn't send orders to the stores. "They would have to call the stores manually for each order," I answered. "No, they would have to fax each order in," was his rebuttal. "Well, if the computer systems go down, so do the store printers, so you would indeed have to call the stores, and that's what we do." And he kept arguing with me about how I do my job. On this topic and various other topics,, but that's the only one I remember. What a moron. I made it clear that I work there and I told him exactly how we do things, be he found it necessary to be a hardass.
Then this evening as I was picking up our family's order at store 33 represent, Mason saw me leaving and called me KEVIN SHIELDS. UUUUGGGGHHHHHGHIREOCE KEVIN SHIELDS. Like my mortal enemy or something. Mason seriously couldn't remember my last name. And I invited him to my graduation party and everything.
Then this evening as I was picking up our family's order at store 33 represent, Mason saw me leaving and called me KEVIN SHIELDS. UUUUGGGGHHHHHGHIREOCE KEVIN SHIELDS. Like my mortal enemy or something. Mason seriously couldn't remember my last name. And I invited him to my graduation party and everything.