My options for ordering take out dwindle as terrible customer service strikes again. I refuse to spend good money on bad experiences.
Unearned road rage doesn’t end on the road.
The not-too-proud clean up after the prideful. But the prideful are only fooling themselves.
Customer service is a dying art. And I’m in mourning.
In middle school, Faylynn Moss said to me, “You just want everyone to like you.” She was right. It mattered