So in the last few years Domino’s Pizza upgraded their recipe. With that switch they went from “Packing Materiel” to “Prison Food”.
I ordered the pizza when everybody was talking about the new recipe. I ruled that I would be MUCH better off ordering pizza from a local non-chain shop, or popping a frozen rising crust in the oven.
This week I got a coupon for a large one-topping pie and an order of wings for $15. Factoring in delivery, I thought it seemed worth it.
W R O N G!
Strike 1: Lady on the phone was LITERALLY retarded. Seriously, she answered the phone with a: “Hello? Uhh….uhhh…Domino’s Pizza?”
Seriously, you can’t make this shit up! After we struggled for a bit to figure out what information she wanted to get my order, I asked for a Bacon pie, and boneless buffalo wings.
She then quoted a price $2 higher, I assume because of Massachusetts bullshit taxes, can’t blame them, but it did change my mood.
Pizza arrived promptly…that’s the good part.
Pizza was mediocre as expected, and the boneless buffalo wings had turned into bone-in BBQ wings…and they weren’t good BBQ either.
Oh well, that turned out to be a HUGE mistake. So yeah, the rest of my coupons are in the trash, and to you Domino’s, FUCK YOU and your Mother’s Birth Canal smells of Feet, Onions, and Diesel fuel.
Seriously there are like 3 REALLY good pizza places within a mile of my house, and maybe 5 OK places that sell pizza…and I have frozen pizza in my freezer.
Domino’s, never again. Heed my warning Weer’d World readers!
One of these days you *will* let me make pizza for you…
LOL- Not that you’re lit up or anything… damn Weer’d don’t sugar coat it!
You’ve known me long enough to know I don’t pull punches! Life it too short to give mercy to fools. 🙂
True Dat 🙂
I used to give Dominos some business. I live on the outskirts of the county, and somehow my location was outside the delivery zone of every pizza joint in the surrounding areas. Dominos was the first one to move a shop in close enough. So their pizza was on call whenever I didn’t have the foresight to buy some Freschetta or DiGiorno pizzas at the grocery store.
Thankfully a Papa John’s moved in to the tiny plaza across the road, so Dominos is no longer on the list. As mediocre as Dominos can be, the most generic of the pizza places I remember were the no name joints around Ft. Sill when I was stationed there many long years ago.
We still bought the stuff though. Me and the boys would spend our money in the bars. Then we would walk over to the pizza joint, order a pizza with the last of our dough, and have ourselves delivered back to the barracks with our late night chow.
I’ll try to locate my recipe for pizza crust and send it your way. The secret is using honey.
I ordered Dominos when I was staying at a motel in Utah while moving. I had to stay there an extra day because I spent the next 30 hours alternating between puking and suffering from the runs. There’s a Dominos within two blocks of my house, but I’ll continue ordering from the Papa John’s in the next town over or drive the 8 miles and back for Papa Murphy’s.
I had a buddy in High School who’s appendix ruptured whilst eating Domino’s. I’m sure they were unrelated, but he never touched the shit again.
So, what are you saying? Not a pleasurable pizza experience?
Unless you enjoy what happened to the Jar Squatter…no!
I had some for lunch today. It was kinda weird–the pieces were cut into squares instead of wedges.
I bet if you forwarded this to their Nat’l customer service e-mail, the fit would hit the shan, especially w/ their latest attempts at improving their PR.
I bet if I forwarded this to their customer service I’d be thanked for my concern and gifted with some coupons that I’d trash.
Nah, Domino’s and I are breaking up. It had been on the rocks for decades, but its time to pull the trigger!