We order Thai food using my cellphone number.
The delivery guy calls John's cell to say he's downstairs.
What's that about?
Just another thread in the tangled web of mystery that is our Thai delivery guy.
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1 comment:
Never misunderestimate the power of being a big tipper. With service like that I wouldn't ask how nor complain. They wok!
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