Tonight I called a local Indian restaurant named Dawat to see if they have any tight-arse Tuesday specials. I will paraphrase the conversation:
Her: Good evening, Dawat.
Me: Oh yeah hi, I’m just wondering if you have any specials tonight.
Her: I’m sorry?
Me: Do you guys have any specials on Tuesday nights?
Her: Um, the wrap, is that what you mean…we have a wrap?
Me: Uhh, no, do you have cheaper prices on Tuesdays or…
Her: Oh no no no we do not. Thankyou…*click*
She didn’t say click, it was the sound of the phone hanging up. Haha lol.
I know for a fact thanks to my incredible depth of local knowledge and my previous perusal of Dawat’s online presence that Dawat has an all-you-can-shovel buffet on Sunday nights for only $13.50. I don’t know how much you pay for meals normally though, and I didn’t get time to ask on the phone.
If this lady was a bit more on the ball she could have turned this situation around and perhaps caused me to purchase some morsel of subcontinental delight had she not panicked when I asked her about specials. But no, she freaked out and I was gone.
It’s disappointing…they don’t get a customer and I don’t get to eat any Indian food.