Domino's Pizza, Clearwater, Florida, Pizza Restaurant Details

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Great food and fast delivery due to me being right down the road. I get off work very late and the carryout is unavailable at that time. Only issue I have is the $2 delivery fee that is forced on the order, I have asked the delivery drivers if they see or get this money and they all state no. Not sure what the deal is with a fee if not for the actual delivery. I feel like they are double dipping due to me paying twice for delivery.

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Ordered my 2 pizzas over an hour ago. I live within walking distance...

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I haven't had a bad experience yet and it's been very good thus far

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Happy customers here. Thanks for all your great work. Keep it up yall!!!

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You all normally do phenomenally great service, but today was quite the pizza problem! Janiece forgot the breadbowl pasta and had to go back to your store. Janiece also had trouble finding the location and had to call and get an explanation that the address #1321 means building 13 and on the 2nd floor. She explained that she was near buildings 1 and 2. "Hmm", I said. "Perhaps try going down eleven more buildings." 10 more minutes after a pre Google Maps/1990's era style of giving directions I heard the faithful knock of a Dominoes Deliverer!

Apparently Janiece had spent quite a bit of effort going up and down the stairs before finding my humble abode on the second floor as she was quite out of breath and her skin was coated with a sheen of perspiration which glistened like the morning dew.

"Oh well," I thought "we're not none of us perfect". I'll just sign this receipt and commence with a delicious and effortless meal from my friendly neighborhood Dominoes. After situating myself and queuing the latest season of The Office on Netflix I opened my delicious breadbow pasta box to behold all of its glory. The box opened and the euphony of a thousand singing angels filled the air... only... There was no breadbowl. In Janiece's haste to recover the order she brought me the non breaded version of your bowl of pasta, which to a man of my stature and tremendous appetite simply cannot satisfy. The profound disappointment of not being able to enjoy my delicious breadbowl after all this ordeal produced an endless sorrow combined with rage as I realized my increased unfathomable hunger was only going to be partially sated.

I ate that pasta. It may have been the most robust and flavorful pasta that would rival any of the finest Italian cuisine but in this moment it tasted like the bitter ashes of dissapointment. Somehow I will recover from this ordeal, Dominoes. But this was a dark day, a dark day indeed.