A couple of coworkers and I ordered Chinese food to be delivered for lunch today at work. When the delivery guy called me at my desk asking me to come downstairs, I immediately grabbed my wallet and ran 2 flights down to the second floor where there is a security guard station. The guy wasn’t there. I asked the guard. No, he has not seen any Chinese delivery guy. Since the building is on a hill, there is a lobby on the first floor, and I ran down another flight. There was nobody there. I ran up to the second floor again, muttering curse words to myself. Still nobody. I ran down the hall and went outside the building. Still no Chinese delivery guy. Cursing out loud, I ran downstairs again and outside the building. Nobody there. Cursing really loud now, I ran upstairs to the second floor again and this Chinese guy started yelling at me “I saw you go upstairs! I saw you go upstairs! I double-parked outside and I saw you go upstairs!!!”

Uhh… what the fuck?

I proceeded to tell him I did NOT go upstairs, I went downstairs to look for him because he wasn’t there. He kept yelling “I saw you go upstairs! I saw you go upstairs!! I double-parked outside!” I was losing patience, which I don’t really have much in the first place, and started yelling back at him, “You were NOT here, so I went downstairs to see if you were downstairs!” And he proceeded to tell me, “I told you second floor! I told you second floor! I saw you go upstairs!”, to which I yelled back “No, you didn’t tell me you were on the second floor, you were not even in the fucking building!”, to which he STILL yelled at me, “I saw you go upstairs! I double-parked outside! I saw you go upstairs!”

Well, so I had a shouting match with a stupid idiot with temper for a few minutes. Some people are just too fucking stupid to be walking around and mixing with other people because his tip? 80 cents. Not that I WANTED to give him 80 cents, but I didn’t have the exact change. I did think about calling the place and raising hell and secured witnesses – the guard and two other delivery guys waiting at the time. Lucky for the idiot, my coworkers entreated me to let it go, he might lose his job (which I couldn’t care less about), it’s holiday season, have a heart, they will go downstairs to meet the delivery people from now on. So there goes another Chinese take-out place. I have to say, I’m running out of Chinese take-out places to order from.

The moral of the story? Always make OTHER people to do the ordering and picking up the food for you.