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Zorba's Pizza

Zorba's Pizza

Hazelwood Drive, South San Francisco, 94066, United States Of America

Pizza • Italian • Seafood • Pizzeria


"Yesterday, I started to write a 5 star review while waiting for my carry-out order until I was approached by the gal with a large pizza box, attempting to place it in front of me, asking/verifying if it 's my order. I said, No. I didn 't order that. I ordered a personal pan. She then realized it and took it away. Yeah, she was pleasant, but pleasantly wrong. Meanwhile, a family is seated and the guy who took my order earlier for the personal pan and dessert, went over to take the orders of the family. After a long wait for my order, they got served before I ever did. When I approached the young man about it, he neither said anything about it that I recall nor did he ever apologize. Instead, proceeded to tell me they are out of my particular dessert and tried to sell me an alternative of which I looked at two of them and decided not to go with either of them. He then said he will deduct the dessert from what I already paid with my debit card, without the need for my card or signature. But after my questioning it, he agreed to cancel the transaction and redo it so that I would be receipted, which we did. I already paid the tip in cash based on the original bill. I even offered to buy the last incomplete piece of chocolate moose pie that they had left, emphasizing that it was a favorite dessert of mine that they had, but he and a Spanish lady there refused my request. She just said, “No! I have been coming here for years. I have liked their food and have been treated well by some the older guys behind the counter. However, I remember another time interacting with this same young man and the experience was disappointing. I think, if I recall, he was on the phone on hold at the register while I waited a long while. He never paid me eye contact, as if I never existed. I 'm also a senior. I don 't like to be treated as though I 'm invisible or insignificant, which is how I felt both times, interacting with him. I understand they were a little busy, but this is unacceptable. When I did get my carryout, there were no packets of pepper or cheese included, nor napkins, nor were they offered. Maybe he was glad to get rid of me, although I was never hostile nor rude. I was respectful of them though they were disrespectful of me. It’s been a hit and miss there, depending on who’s working when I’ve come in. Vegetarian options: I always choose their vegetarian items."

Campanello's Italian Restaurant, LLC

Campanello's Italian Restaurant, LLC

414 Central Avenue Cincinnati, OH 45202-2611, United States

Pub • French • Coffee • Drinks


"I've been a Campanello customer for three years. I meet my girlfriend and others about 1 to 4 times a month for lunch there. That's a lot of lasagna. The waiting staff is always very nice and other than a few reheats the food was good. It is really amazing how an interaction can take you from four stars to one. Last week, my friend and I decided to make a work lunch and do some design work. When I entered the restaurant, I realized that my laptop was electricity and asked the waiter if I could plug in. He said it was good. We were settled and when we waited for our drinks, I heard the cook/owner asking the waiter to put in via my computer. The waiter said he gave me the okay. I didn't really think much about it being 2008. From Mom-and-Pop coffee shops to chain restaurants, laptops are more than welcome, as the cost of plugging a laptop for 20 minutes costs a maximum of fifty cents. This does not seem like a great cost for the amount of business I offer Campanello. We started to do our work after ordering and receiving our salads. The owner handed over our table to deliver another table dinner and on the way back to the kitchen, he held in front of our table and sarcastically asked: "You don't mind if I come to your house and put in my toy, do." We were upset to say the least. I dumped the laptop when he watched me without another word until I took him away, and then he went to the kitchen. Of course, my lunch was over when I sat next to me in unbelief. The waiter apologized for the inhospitableness of the owner. I was thinking about confronting him, but I realized that this is not a personality you're using. We paid for tipping. There are many places in downtown to go for a work meal, I guess Campanello is not one of them. I doubt we're back for a while."