The birthday cakes I ordered for Reagan's party were supposed to be done by Saturday morning for us to pick up. I ordered a "One year old cake" and a "sheet cake" to match her invitations. Jim took off Saturday morning to pick them up and called me when he was on the way to pick up the other stuff from Kroger.
He said "they did a great job, the cakes are really cute. one is a lion's head and the other..." I cut him off. "A lion's head"?
UGH.
I ordered a red and pink square cake with a number one on it for her cake and an animal cake for the main cake. They screwed up.
I called them and loudly complained to the owner's wife. She profusely apologized. I told them to fix it.
Guess what - they did. They had a new cake (like the one I wanted) delivered to my house by 1030am. Wow!
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