Domino's Pizza

They blew me off; never delivered my food. The guy who answered the phone said his name was Wesley. I told Wesley this pizza was my only hope of having food during my eight-hour overnight shift at work. I haven't eaten since 4PM (which was nine hours ago) and I'm trapped at work with no food options on a Sunday night. If Wesley would have just told me he was refusing me service, I could have called someone else in Golden, but Wesley didn't tell me that. Wesley let me starve. Thanks Wesley! And thanks, Dominos, for hiring a kid like Wesley!



I've tried to call and check on the status of my pizza but when they close for the night, their answering machine begins blocking all incoming calls. I'm not trying to overwhelm you with more orders, Dominos! I'm trying to find out why I'm sitting here with no food two and a half hours after ordering when I was told it'd be here in thirty minutes!



My stomach aches and is growling. I'm feeling impatient and frustrated and generally weak of spirit. This is intense hunger, and the Golden, CO Dominos is responsible for it. From this point forward, I'll be actively encouraging people to steer clear of this location. I don't want a coupon or an apology from the manager, I want them to lose valuable business for being so unreasonably unprofessional. Unforgivable.