Tears in my eyes at white customer service

My dad collected a bunch of airmiles and called me to tell me there was enough that I could get myself a special treat #JustGirlbossThings

My friends over so we ordered a big Boston Pizza order that would make any !goyslopenjoyers cry. Pierogi pizza, wtf is that? No one knows but my dad's beer purchases paid for it so frick it let's get one.

I made the order. Then I realized it said pickup. Called. They do not do delivery! I'm like oh shit girl we're gonna have to get dressed and get an Uber. And the guy on the phone... gay, mayo, beautiful...

He says he'll come deliver it don't worry about it. We argue like no dawg we can't do that to you don't worry we'll BE there - hes like no bbs how much is that Uber gonna cost you

A patriotic tear runs down my face, memories of when Canadians were kind, went the extra mile, wore deodorant

She's outside waiting to receive him I'm in the gooncave writing to you. !leafs Mass migration is ruining your ability to overwork tired fast food workers even more based off their own inexplicably guilty conscious about 2 r-slurs not being able to read "pickup only"

edit: Sour cream, bacon, Cactus Cut Potatoes, pizza mozzarella, cheddar, green onions, and a dollop of sour cream.