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Pizza Lovers Suffer Data Breach From Hell
netbuzz writes "Some 230,000 New Zealanders have been informed that their personal information has apparently fallen into the hands of hackers who compromised the network of a locally famous food chain, Hell Pizza. The company says it suspects 'a rogue employee,' but one security expert says Hell's ordering portal is 'about 50 steps of fail.' Several New Zealand celebrities are among the victims and at least one is taking the matter in stride, musing: 'My Twitter has been hacked, my Facebook has been hacked and I'm pretty sure half of New Zealand has my phone number already. I have nothing bad to say about Hell.'"
This reminds me of the time when I was 13. We had just got out of school and bicycled home. You know why? Because I, let me clarify _I_, had this new awesome game Lemmings. When we got to my house, I would fire up my Amiga and we would just laugh at the stupid lemmings jumping to their death if I didn't do something to stop them. Making them dig, guide others, or give them umbrellas - it was great.
The problem was that later on we obviously got hungry. This happened many times. Someone had to go get some food. Pizza was the obvious choice. But who would it be? I didn't want to. So we played a game of rock paper scissors. Damn, I lost. I tried to have an another round, but they didn't let me. There was nothing I could do.
I had to get up my ass and go get pizza. I asked my friends what they wanted. Adam said he wanted a delicious Pepperoni pizza. Jim said he wanted a Hawaiian pan pizza. I tried to remember their choices and took my bike. On the way over to the restaurant I tried to think what I want. Supreme pizza, double-cheese or maybe double bacon cheeseburger pizza?
I arrived at the pizza place. The taste was beautiful. I felt like I was home. I walked in and ordered three large pizzas, mine being the double bacon cheeseburger pizza. I felt so hungry. I just wanted to grab the pizza and eat. When the pizzas came, I had to eat there. I also took a few pieces of my friends pizzas because I wanted to taste them. Man I was happy.
Back then we didn't have credit cards, so I paid with the small amount of money that was in my pocket. No problems for the vendor, no problems for me, and everything worked greatly. The lesson being - pay with cash.
Shouldn't they be audited routinely if they conduct business online?
I'd hate it if half of New Zealand knew how much pizza I eat.
"I'd like to order a large, thin crust, double cheese, pepperoni and drop table..."
No folly is more costly than the folly of intolerant idealism. - Winston Churchill
Can't believe nobody's made the "it was all fine until Bobby Tables ordered" joke yet: http://xkcd.com/327/
I will get my ass of your lawn immediately, SIR!!!!
This is a hacked account, for which the owner can not be held responsible.
I don't know if New York-style pizza can properly be called "pizza" by the definition most other places use. I like to think of it more as a highly efficient grease delivery system.
the "celebrity" (quotes because we are talking about New Zealand)
Its obviously Russell Crowe
http://michaelsmith.id.au
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I'm not saying that I like all my information shared, but if they know my favourite pizza the worst case scenario is they send me one, I will wipe away the tears as I eat it.
I've met a woman with my same name....it's a strange world.
I'll say! If I met a woman by the name of Crudely Indecent, I'd have to ask her the name of the movies she's starred in.
We will bankrupt ourselves in the vain search for absolute security. -- Dwight D. Eisenhower
This coming from "smooth wombat"... asl?
Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.