My name is Abby, I’m a mother of a two year old boy and six month old girl. First off, I’d like to say thank you for your ‘Good Choices’ low fat menu. I aspire to one day order something from it.
I’m also a big fan of your pizzas, my son loves your pasta and of course we all love the chocolate lava cakes; on one occasion I was accidentally delivered an extra cake, which nearly provoked a knife fight but was a good lesson in sharing.
Thank you for your prompt delivery, although I doubt there are many calls from people wanting pizza at 4:30pm. I’d like to apologise for calling the store repeatedly when my pizza takes longer than 7 minutes to arrive. I also want to say sorry for at times forcing delivery personnel to slot the pizza through a cracked door that’s holding back a screaming fugitive toddler. Most of all I’d like to apologise to the driver last Thursday night who knocked on the door just after I had nodded off on the couch after breast feeding my baby.
Sorry for my curt manner, I now understand that you weren’t being rude by avoiding looking at me but that I had forgotten to pull my shirt down. Next time there will be a tip, not a tit.
This column was originally posted on the mumsgroup.com.au