Be me

>be me
>getting high on couch
>order a sandwich from subway.
>see on my phone the delivery is 2 blocks way
>walk down to front of house
>didn’t bring phone
>car pulls up
>woman steps out with my food
>I say “yo”
>she says “did you order grubhub?”
>I say “yes”
>she says “what is your name”
>Tell her my name
>she says “ummmm what did you order”
>tell her what I ordered
>she then says “if you ordered this why can’t I hear your phone ringing”
>I say “wtf are you talking about my phones inside”
>she says “sir calm down I’m trying to confirm this order is really for you”
>I say “cool but I just walked out of the house just give me my shit”
>she then says “well just go inside and get your phone just so I’m sure”
>I started walking up to the car and said “are you fucking with me? Give me my fucking food”
>she says “sir you need to calm down and just go get your phone so I can confirm”
>I say “are you fucking retarded? Give me my fucking food”
>she sped off with my shit

I contacted grubhub and they said I would get a refund in a couple of days . I just wanted my sandwich

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I mean, you just could have gotten your phone and you would have had your Sandwich?

It was the sandwich snatcher!

Now all you have to eat is two hooked fingers in the ass

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But why the fuck do I need so much verification for a fucking sandwich. Plus I was already outside. Wtf would have happened I answer my phone and say see it’s me now give me my shit. Was I supposed to show her an ID too?

You have difficulty controlling emotions. This is a sign of fragility, you feel disregard for others, yet feel you don’t because you inherently have the truth of the matter known to yourself, but no one else.

Wtf are you talking about now? Why would I walk in to grab my phone when she 1.saw me come out of the house she was going to 2.I confirmed my name and 3.told her what the exact order was. How is that not enough to show it was my order?

>Wtf are you talking about now?

I am breaking down your processes and thought patterns and their indications. I think you’re fascinating.

>Why would I walk in to grab my phone when she 1.saw me come out of the house she was going to 2.I confirmed my name and 3.told her what the exact order was.

You emphasize there were seemingly obvious external signals you conveyed to her that you were, in fact, the person who ordered the door dash. This solidifies it only to the extent you knew that truth. She, outside the context of having that omniscient knowledge, was not extended this. She attempted to verify this independently of strong cues, an admittedly overtly cautious measure, yet you refuse out of our vitriol and self assured extent.

>How is that not enough to show it was my order?

How is it enough? It’s a subjective philosophical question, so yours is flawed. We cannot determine objectively which measure is the universal end all be all. We can only know the causes and effects of your refusal to conform; you getting nothing.

It’s enough because I was able to accurately say what was in the bag. So is it more believable that it was my order or that I have x ray vision or psychic abilities?