The type of food people order daily disgusts me.... I got locked out of my other account because I forgot the password so I'm posting under a new user. Basically, I'm a 20 year old, female, college student. I work part time at this extremely popular local pizza place in the same city as my university. I've ranted before under my old account about being shamed for not eating the food or for walking or biking to work, so maybe you remember me. I spend the majority of my time at work taking people's orders, mostly by phone. My last shift was so full of fats that I wanted to quit. I just had to tell somebody about a few of the orders I experienced, from a HOSPITAL, no less. We get orders from hospitals like no other. These are not patients who order though. These are NURSES AND DOCTORS. Nurses are the worst offenders by far. Keep in mind, I work almost every day. I know the names and voices of all these people who order. The majority of these nurses order at least 3-4 times a week. I understand that they work late and there aren't any other places open, but I work until 3 AM most nights and I'm not scarfing down pizza and breadsticks. I pack and bring my own dinner or order a salad. You would think after years of working there they might figure out a way to do just that? But no, they order almost every night. The top offenders of last night were so bad. A woman ordered a small garden salad. Woo hoo, go nurse! Way to not be like your coworkers. Oh wait, she wants to add something to it...another ranch dressing? Okay. What was that? 5 more? Excuse me? You want 6 goddamn ranch dressings for your salad? These are not big salads. They are pretty small. Typically, one of our little ranch cups or other types of dressing are served with it. If I get a small salad, (I definitely don't choose ranch) I don't even use half the cup of dressing, it's too much. Please keep in mind that each of these ranch dressing cups is 150 calories each. This woman consumed 900 calories in ranch alone! Quadruple cheese. I got bitched out by a nurse because she ordered a small cheese pizza with about 2-3 toppings on it. These are like personal pan pizzas and 10" across. She was irate because she wanted quadruple cheese on her pizza. Once I got over the initial shock and looked at the options in my POS, I realized we didn't even have an option for quadruple anything, only triple. I asked her several times if this was what she wanted and she made me very well aware that she wanted 4 times the amount of cheese (which is already a lot). I ended up charging her for triple and adding a blank topping to make it 4 times. When I informed the kitchen staff they all looked at me like I was crazy. They weren't even sure if they could triple it on a small. Lastly, this woman on the phone made a huge deal about how she didn't need to order too much because it was just for herself. She proceeded to order a large spaghetti with sausage and pepperoni added (once again, the portion is huge. It feeds about 2-3 people. More ideal for couples or families.). I figured that was all she wanted and she flipped out because I gave her the total for the order. She apparently wasn't done. She also ordered a large grinder sandwich. I informed her that a large one of these sandwiches is about 14 inches and very wide. I suggested the smaller sandwich since she already got spaghetti and to save her money, thinking she maybe didn't know how big they were. She said she wanted the 14 inch one. I was astounded. Then she started freaking out because she couldn't have her spaghetti without breadsticks! I told her that the spaghetti, since it was a large, came with four pieces of garlic bread. She got upset because apparently 4 pieces wasn't enough and she began to debate on buying cheese sticks in addition to this. Our cheese sticks are basically 10 inch circular slabs of garlic butter and mozzarella. After much thought, she decided against it. When I finally ended the call, I was so relieved. Only for her to call back five minutes later after we already had her food in the oven. She changed her mind. Did she say spaghetti? She meant ziti. Oops, it's already in the oven? Well can't you remake it? Tee hee. Oh and while you're add it, can you send a cup of parmesan cheese, a bunch of red pepper, and A GARLIC BUTTER DIPPING CUP TO POUR ON HER ZITI. I'm talking like the garlic butter you dip your pizza in. I was disgusted. I can't type anymore, I'm getting grossed out.