There are a few decent Thai food places near my old apartment, so on one of the last nights in my apartment Evan and I decided to order in while we were loading up his truck with stuff.
I called in the order to The Friendly Thai near the corner of Mount Pleasant and Davisville, and since I had to run out to get more garbage bags anyway I figured I’d just walk there and pick it up. I had never been there before but I just Google mapped it and I found it easily. I walked in and asked for my order, but not only did they not have it ready, they actually did not have a record of me calling in my order at all. I thought it was weird because I was very specific on the phone about the location since it’s a chain, but I figured there was just a communication error somewhere. I told the girl working my order again. One chicken pad thai, one red chicken curry, sticky rice, and because my order was over $20 I got a couple of free spring rolls. They made it in five minutes and I was on my way.
It was delicious.
Just delicious. I had already packed up most of my kitchen, so we just ate it right from the take-out containers on my counter. Perfect packing dinner.
About 20 minutes after eating all the thai food, I got a phone call from The Friendly Thai. I answered, and here is how that conversation went.
The Friendly Thai: Hello? Are you lost?
TFT: Oh, okay good. [nervous laugh] I thought something happened to you!
Me: Nope! I’m all good! [Pause] …Why?
TFT: Well, your food has been sitting here waiting for you for over an hour!
Me: But I already picked it up.
TFT: You did?
Me: Yes, I just ate it.
TFT: Hm…That is weird. Because I’m looking at it. It’s sitting right here.
Me: No, I definitely just ate it. I picked it up about 45 minutes ago, and you didn’t have my order so I had to put it in again.
TFT: No, I’ve been here all night. You didn’t come in.
Me: But I was just there! And I just ate Thai food!
TFT: Oh honey, you went to the wrong location. I thought you wanted the one on Mount Pleasant Road.
Me: I did!!! That’s where I went!
TFT: Mount Pleasant and Millwood? Near the tennis courts?
Me: YES! I promise I was just there. I have eaten my food. It was delicious!
TFT: Hm. Well. Okay then. [clearly not believing me]
Me: Okay, well I have my food, so…
TFT: Okay, well it’s still here, so… [nervous laugh]
Me: But I was JUST. THERE.
TFT: You were NOT. HERE.
Me: I didn’t imagine eating Thai food!!! And I got the two free spring rolls deal!
TFT: Well I don’t know how that’s possible!!!
Me: Okay, well…
TFT: Well are you going to come pick it up?
Me: No, because I already have it! It’s eaten! I’m sorry!
Me: Okay. Have a good night.
I got off the phone and relayed the conversation to Evan and was all “isn’t that weird?! What a crazy conversation! We obviously just ate Thai food!”
I started laughing and went over to look at the takeout bag. The receipt stapled to the brown bag caught my eye. I stopped mid-laugh.
The receipt said Thai Spicy House. I went to Thai Spicy House. Not The Friendly Thai. No wonder they didn’t have my order ready, I never called them. Apparently the two Thai restaurants are just down the street from each other.
So I had to call back The Friendly Thai all sheepishly and tell them that they were right. I am crazy. I picked up my food from the wrong Thai restaurant. They even gave me the same free spring roll deal! And I have even been to Thai Spicy House a few times and I didn’t even notice!
Oh well. We ate Thai food and ultimately that’s all that matters.
That’s all. Just wanted to tell you a story about me being an idiot. Have a good weekend!