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Jul. 16th, 2015 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckWell, the Marco's Pizza in Port Clinton, OH can't get an order right. This means that, while everybody else ate pizza tonight, I had a turkey sandwich. I was actually quite looking forward to pizza, but they put sauce on the stupid thing, so I couldn't eat it. Scott's mother placed the order, and I was standing next to her. She was very, very specific about no sauce on that pizza.
When we called to complain, they said that, if we brought the entire pizza back, they'd start making a new one as soon as they had the old one in hand or give us a credit toward a new pizza. Well, I had half an hour left to eat before my drop dead no more food time, and Cordelia and Scott had taken some of the pizza (it was intended for the three of us, and they can eat pizza sauce. Cordelia prefers not to, but she can), and we're leaving the day after tomorrow, so neither option was actually even remotely helpful.
So I'm cranky about that, and I'm still in pain. I have to get through two more nights and then the rapid clean everything and clear everything out of the house stuff we'll have to do Saturday morning. We have to be out of here by 10 a.m., and Scott's parents are talking about waiting to get breakfast until after we leave. I think that's so as not to dirty any dishes and so that we can have a leisurely family meal. I will have to eat sooner, of course, but hopefully that won't be a problem. A banana is pretty easy to deal with.
And, naturally, I topped this off by getting hiccups that lasted for over an hour. I think I should just go to bed. Except that Scott needs the light on in order to get his bi-PAP ready when he goes to bed.
But I could shower and retreat to the bedroom with a book. Maybe I'll do that.
When we called to complain, they said that, if we brought the entire pizza back, they'd start making a new one as soon as they had the old one in hand or give us a credit toward a new pizza. Well, I had half an hour left to eat before my drop dead no more food time, and Cordelia and Scott had taken some of the pizza (it was intended for the three of us, and they can eat pizza sauce. Cordelia prefers not to, but she can), and we're leaving the day after tomorrow, so neither option was actually even remotely helpful.
So I'm cranky about that, and I'm still in pain. I have to get through two more nights and then the rapid clean everything and clear everything out of the house stuff we'll have to do Saturday morning. We have to be out of here by 10 a.m., and Scott's parents are talking about waiting to get breakfast until after we leave. I think that's so as not to dirty any dishes and so that we can have a leisurely family meal. I will have to eat sooner, of course, but hopefully that won't be a problem. A banana is pretty easy to deal with.
And, naturally, I topped this off by getting hiccups that lasted for over an hour. I think I should just go to bed. Except that Scott needs the light on in order to get his bi-PAP ready when he goes to bed.
But I could shower and retreat to the bedroom with a book. Maybe I'll do that.
