Domino's Tales VII: TFF(Triggered Fatty Female) Hey everyone, I'm home from another shift at Domino's AKA Beetus-R-Us.  First off, I'm verified now bitches!  And secondly, I had am encounter with a fatty specimen in it's natural habitat. It was aggressive, and did not cope well with a lack of stimulus it recieves from it's beetus disc. The scientific name for it is fattycus femalius. So what happened was while it wasn't the rush hour hell my Sunday shift was, we did have a point of a fair lot of orders and some waiting customers. One of these was apparently this fat lady dressed in purple sweatpants, a gray tee and a purple or pink sweatjacket. General unsightly American. Now this lady had ordered a pan pepperoni pizza(at regular price without a coupon which comes up to twenty bucks so she must have really wanted that beetus) and she had apparently been waiting an hour according to one of my coworkers, though the thing is she was sitting in the corner where you can't see her(at the wall separating the makeline and part of the seating area.) So I finally have her pizza and am boxing it. I slice it and box it and she is at the counter to get it. Only thing is, there were several pan pizzas and I had misplaced it, because here's the thing for those who don't work in the food business. Your food being delayed isn't always because of lazy or incompetent employees. As I've said we get alot of orders, either individually or large delivery orders with 6 or one one occasion A DOZEN items. Basically you can't expect that you aren;t the only one who calls up Domino's for food to smack on while watching the game or some shit. So then as I'm at the rack trying to make sure I had misplaced it, this fat bitch started causing a seen. She started yelling basically to get the damn pizza or give her her money back and how she paid 18.90 for it and all that jazz. Eventually a manager helps me out and I hand it to her apologizing for the error and delay, to which she gives me an angry sarcastic ''that's convenient''.  As she is walking out of the door, the manager tells her to have a good night, and she says ''No! I'm gonna have a bad one, just like you're having'' and that she was never coming back XD Like seriously lady, we don't want your fatass back here anyway! Your grievance was understandable but throwing a fit like a child over a pizza your ass clearly doesn't need is uncalled for. Seriously, it must have been the blood sugar level fluctuations from her Type 2 Diabetes. Even the other carryout customers gave that look people do when someone acts crazy, smh.