Jan 05, 2007 02:01 PM
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The bachelor/ forced bachelor men of MS have started the year with a positive note of making it a successfully “cooked” year. Of the many “best friends”(courtesy zulu) and many “tips” (courtesy Sarav and NV), I noticed one Mr Dominoes. So, I thought of adding my recent, very recent experience with Him where my love for him waned a bit!
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Day – 31st December. When the whole world charges up during day time for dancing away till wee hours of the new day, we decided the opposite. We spent the day out and wanted to “chill” out at home sweet home evening onwards, one main reason being – we had an infant and an octogenarian around. So, off we went to a resort and had a whale (I often wonder why whale?) of time there. It was good enough for a review but what followed post interval had a better reason to make it to MS pages.
After successfully stirring up the resort, we returned home by 7.
I N T E R V A ** L
Well, my family consists of 3 generations.
Gen1 – 50 +. They cannot think beyond rice and typical southie food.
Gen2 – 25-50. They are the mixed breed, the dog of the washerman :). Na ghar ke na ghaat ke.
Gen3 – 5-25. Pure junkies if given a choice, but can have southie food by force.
While Gen1 decide that they would rather cook rice and have it with dahi, Gen2 and gen3 decide to call up Dominoes, even while Gen1 was sharing the gyan about the goodness of rice!
They bring out the directory; punch the buttons of the phone and the following conversation takes place.
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Do: Hi, X from Dominoes. Can I take your order?
Me: Well, yeah I would like to order 3 medium pizzas. Make it farmhouse veg. I will go for the cheese burst (to add on to the fat burst!!)
Do: OK. Can I have your name and address please?
Me: Yes… blah blah blah
Do: Well, mam, I cant tell you the exact time we would take to deliver but will try to make it as early as possible.
Me: Fine. Thanks.
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Gen2/3 wait for half an hour. Meanwhile Gen1 is almost ready with their khana. Tables are being laid to the disdain of Gen2 who are obviously getting a bit restless and decide to call up and find out if alls well.
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Do: Hi, X from Dominoes. Can I take your order?
Me: I placed my order half an hour back. I wanted to know the status. Here are the details…
Do: Well, mam, there is no order on your name!!
Me: WHATTTT. This is preposterous. There was this girl who took the order ( I make up my mind that from now on, any calls to anywhere, I shall take down their names first … but what if they lie… I will think about it later!!) Please check properly.
Do: Well Mam, I just checked. Please hold… (there are some murmurs!!) Sorry mam, I was mistaken. The person is on his way.
Me: That’s better. Thanks.
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Another 30 minutes and we start hearing a distance grumble not from the clouds but from our tummy. Temper is on the rise. Thumbs are twiddling. TV seems less interesting.
Gen1 are sneering, smirking, sympathising (all at once) with that “dekha we told you” looks and since they have an affinity for Gen3, they share their khana with them leaving poor Gen2 to ogle!!
We the Gen2 call up Dominoes again only to hear the same conversation as above. By this time, all fuse is blown. Dormant rats in our tummy have become flying elephants (hence the title!!). Volcano erupts. A heated argument ensues.
The Dominoes people try out all excuses – “system was down”, “too many orders”, “there was some confusion” etc. Finally they resort to “sorry mam”. The point to be noted is that they never said "please dont worry, we will send it right away". They just said, "sorry". I want to catch hold of the person who invented this word!!!
Anyway, the damage was done. No point ringing in the new year with hatred and animosity. So, the nice people that we are, we gulped it all down with a glass of water and whether we love it or not we ready the rice!!! After all, who knows… the next place we call up for food, might be worse. And we had no intention of letting elephants become dinosaurs!!
The camera zooms out as we had a sumptous dinner of dahi rice and pickle while a happy new year song plays in background!! :)
And that’s the end…... except that it made me write this review .. I had to throw out the frustration somewhere
If you are asking me – why inspite of all this I should be recommending Dominoes and giving it 3 stars… well this is the only time they have failed me. The world doesn’t see a 1000 goods… but 1 bad and its well noticed. Hence, I removed 1 from the 4 star I would have given them otherwise and still recommend them. But if theres a repeat act, I will have to come back and make the reco as NO. (This is kasam ki kasam, promises of all promises, a Bhishma Pratigya!! :)
So, my dear bachelor boys and girls as well as all others! what is the moral of the story?
Let me know please….
