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My quest for the elusive Grilled Stuft Nacho

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It started with this commercial:

played ad nauseam.  Until finally I noticed and thought, “Hmm, a stuffed nacho?  That sounds kinda good.  I think I want to try it.”

Only $1.29?  I can afford to share the deliciousness.

Attempt number one.  I pulled up to the drive thru window and ordered.

“I’m sorry,” came the reply, “we are all out of our ingredients to make this until tomorrow.”  This occurred about 4:00pm.

Fine.  I backed out.  I really wanted a Stuft Nacho so I’d be back.  And I didn’t want to suffer TBS (Taco Bell Syndrome) twice.  Plus, I’m too smart to fall for the old bait and switch.   I went to Taco Time instead and spent $15 for dinner.

Attempt number two happened two days later at five pm with the same results.  Luckily, I was able to back out again.   I spent another $15 at Wendy’s for dinner.

This quest for the $1.29 nacho was going to bankrupt me.

How does a place that makes tacos run out of ingredients during suppertime?  The nachos are made of meat, cheese, and all the stuff that should be found in a place with the word taco in the title.  How does a place like that run out of ingredients for its main industry?

I went to work lamenting my situation.  A co-worker took pity on me and stopped at Taco Bell while she was at lunch at 11:00am.  And?  And?  Success on attempt number three.

stuft nachoHow was it?  Very good.  Tasty.  I’d order another one but it’s really too much of a hassle. Besides that, I’m broke.

Do I recommend it?  Sure.  If you can get one.

 

Is it really that complicated?

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Have you seen the Domino’s commercial demonstrating the travails of phone ordering?

Hmm.  Is it really that complicated to order a pizza via phone?  Are these the same people that have a hard time figuring out blankets?

I think so.

The last time I ordered a pizza online I paid extra.  Being the fiscally retentive soul that I am, that turned me off from online ordering.  So, I went back to using the old fashioned phone. Plus, using the phone is quicker unless I’m willing to download an app to my phone to make ordering quick and convenient.  I’m not.

Then the commercials started.

Last month, I tried ordering a pizza and was told there would be an hour-and-a-half wait.  Yuck. Disconnect.

I ordered a pizza today.  The employee put me on hold first off.  I waited.  He got back on the phone and thanked me for waiting in a most insincere voice.  I’m going to call this employee Rudy McRudster because he was not pleasant to speak to.  Rudy took my order.  I had a hard time hearing him.  It all seemed… planned.  As if Domino’s is purposely sabotaging the phone experience to force us to use their online service.

pizzaBy the way, I ordered the best pizza ever invented.  Thin crust, extra sauce, jalapenos and mushroom.  Yummm.

To be fair, when all was said and done, er, eaten, I checked online.  The price would have been similar to what I paid by ordering over the phone.

But is it really that complicated to use the phone?  Are we really wanting an interaction-less society?  I see us as heading toward becoming a totally socially inept society.  The next thing you’re going to tell me is we won’t need servers worth $15 an hour working at fast food joints.  It will all be automated.

http://jobs.aol.com/articles/2013/07/17/robots-fast-food-jobs/

Oh.

A stinkin’ odd question

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The scene: junior high gym.

The crowd: a group of newly minted 7th graders sitting on the bleachers.

The time: first day of gym class in the big pond known as junior high.

The main actor: the gym teacher.

Gym teacher:  (paraphrase) Listen, you aren’t in grade school anymore.  You’re getting older.  You have to start taking care of yourself.   You have to shower after each gym class.  (verbatim)  Because the only one who can’t smell your body odor is…you.

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I could do that. Possibly. Maybe. Maybe not.

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On Monday (seems like a year ago) I shared my secret childhood career goal.  Actually, I shared two.

Today I will share my adult career goal.  It also contains a warning or a word of wisdom to the younger generation.

My dream job would to be a part of the Mythbuster family.  How cool would that be?  Show up to work and try to debunk modern myths?  Coolest.  Job.  Ever.

There’s just one small problem.  One little hiccup in the get-up.  I stink at science.  This leads to the word of wisdom to you young-uns:  Science can lead to cool careers.  Pay attention in school.  Learn stuff.  The boring stuff.  The stuff you don’t think will come in handy later.  It does.  And it pays better than (oh say) data entry jobs where you are stuck in front of a computer all day while your soul is sucked out bit by bit into the monitor.  Just sayin.

It’s kinda too late for me.  If I had a job at Mythbusters I could smile and nod at the explanation.  But when they start describing how they are going to test the theory, well, that’s where I get a bit lost.  I still could smile and nod, mind you, but that’s about it.  In other words, if Mythbusters decided to hire me today I’d be nothing more than eye candy.  A smile.  A nod.  And I’d be impressed with every trick they pulled out from their sleeve.

So, if they are looking for a Vanna – I’m that girl.  If they are looking for a smarty pants to actually explain science stuff – eh.  Guess it will be me and data entry for the rest of my life.

Mythbusters

Childhood dreams

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What did you want to be when you grew up?  The very first ambition or dream?

I’ll tell you my first goal in life.  Okay, my second dream.  According to my mom, my first career goal was to be a mail lady.  I know, I know.  Big dreams for a little tyke.  Apparently too lofty of an aim for a small town kid from Wyoming because I never achieved the desired success of being able to deliver mail.  Sad to say, I am not a mail lady.

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