So I try to order a pizza tonite:
Me: I'd like to order a pepperoni pizza, large please.
Clerk: Your phone number please?
Me: (gives phone number)
Clerk: Okay one large pepperoni. What do you want on it?
Clerk: Oh I'm sorry. Pepperoni. What size?
Me: Large. And I'll pick it up. How long until it's ready?
Clerk: Large, okay. Now what is your address?
Me: (gives address). Wait. Why do you want my address?
Clerk: So we know where to deliver it.
Me: Oh I was going to pick it up.
Clerk: Oh okay. Oh! I'm so sorry!
Me: It's okay! How long before I pick it up?
Clerk: Oh, you're picking it up? Oh uh. Ten minutes. I'm sorry.
Me: (tee hee) That's okay. No problem. Don't sweat it. See you in a few.
At this point I realized she never got my name. Nor did she call back.
Poor thing was so sweet. She was very polite and also very apologetic (she was so embarrassed). They must run these poor kids ragged for them to be so flustered they have a hard time taking an order.
Either that or she was on something.