So our delivery was supposed to arrive at number 19. Simple. Straightforward. Numbers are a solved problem, humanity cracked that code millennia ago. But then the phone rings and I get greeted by the voice of a man who sounds like he is currently battling the concept of reality with mixed success. He tells me he is standing outside number 20 and nobody is answering. I say yes, that would be because we are at 19. You know. Nineteen. The number that is not twenty. He insists the order says 20. Bold claim. So I open the app, ready to enter the courtroom of Truth and Addresses, and there it is: a full, unbroken chain of text with absolutely zero twos in sight. No twos in the house number, none in the street name, none in the postcode. Not even visually. Not even spiritually. He goes, Oh. Then asks, So where are you? And at this point I am questioning whether numbers themselves have betrayed us as a species. I tell him 19 again, in the calm voice of someone absolutely not losing their mind. I step outside to locate him and immediately witness a man drifting down the street like an NPC whose pathfinding script is having a small aneurysm. He is asking passers-by where number 19 might be, as if numbers are a riddle humans were not meant to solve. Try the other side of the road, my dude. Houses do that. They line up. Like ducks. Eventually I wave him over and he shuffles up, still insisting he saw a 20 somewhere. I do not correct him. I simply let my soul leave my body for a second. He hands me the order but fumbles his phone and drops it straight into the gutter. We both watch it fall like it is in slow motion. He gives it a look that says, Ah yes. Gravity. My old enemy. Then picks it up and wanders back to his scooter like a man who was spawned into the world two minutes ago. Look. I get it. We live in the era of apps doing all the thinking for people. Turn left here. Turn right there. Here is your recommended thought for the day. But could we please, please, just occasionally, aspire to the absolute bare minimum. Like recognising which number comes before 20. Or that 19 is, shockingly, where 19 tends to be. I am begging. Just a crumb of functional navigation. A sprinkle of spatial awareness. I am not asking for a cartographer. I am asking for someone who can count.
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Alison Cybe ★☆☆☆☆
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Brad C ★★★★★
Went in to order food tonight, the staff seemed happy and were able to answer the questions I had. The food was better than I expected, much better than other Dominoes locally. 10/10. Restored some of my lost faith in Dominoes.
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hayley duke ★☆☆☆☆
Went into to get some food and hear lots of shouting coming from a male worker. He proceeded to shout and swear at a female employee about her service out loud infront of customers. He then shouts loudly 'i forgot this is why i hate my job' During the experience there were complaints from members of the public about the mistakes of orders. Would not like to come here again unless said employee no longer worked there, this was extremely frustrating for my family and for children.
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Thomas Bailey ★☆☆☆☆
Me and my family were in store waiting for our pizza and all we could hear was the manager shouting and SWEARING and his employee who didn't sound like she spoke much English. My 7 year old brother was in store at the time while he was swearing. Swearing in the workplace should be banned, especailly when there are children in the establishment. This is just unacceptable and possibly racism towards his coworker. Personally I think he should be sacked. Would not recommend going here for your dominoes when there is a far better one 5 minutes away down fratton road
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Carl Bowles ★☆☆☆☆
No sauce, asked for extra sauce and got no sauce, if I’d wanted cheese on bread I could have done it myself.
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Carla cox ★★★★★
We never had a problem. Pretty good service and declious good always nice a hot unlike some places
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Mohammed Hashim ★☆☆☆☆
The worst dominos ever! Apparently Cory was the only one in store so didn’t real want to serve us as he was busy. Me as the customer, that’s not really my problem, as I would expect good service from a Franchised store. Really disappointed I wish I had read the reviews for this store before going there and spending my money
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Mosh Choudhury ★☆☆☆☆
Absolutely atrocious service. Every time I go there to pick my order, the man serving me has a very ‘Im important’ personality, I dont mind, but when it comes to service it should be the other way round. Not acknowledging your customer when their stood right in front of you waiting to order and then you speak and they show you their hand and telling ‘I’ll be with you in a sec’ while they press buttons on the tills (he was not even on his phone). Time and time again its always they same service. Such a shame.
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justin walker ★★☆☆☆
Beey poor pizza today. All the topping and the cheese. Would come of on first bit. So complained , and the manager gave me a full refund back. Shame as its normally good at dominos
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