The Federal Bureau Of International Cuisine
Decades ago, I worked for a popular pizza delivery chain. This was before their ordering system was computerized, so when someone called to place an order, we had to write the information manually on the form, which was composed of multiple carbonless copies; the bottom copy was used to track our stats. Friday and Saturday nights were our busiest times; with multiple phone lines, we’d get fifty to sixty calls an hour.
I clocked in early on a Saturday afternoon and answered the phone. The caller said he was an FBI agent, that he and his partner had been on a surveillance assignment the night before, that a pizza had been delivered to them (even though they hadn’t ordered pizza), and that he wanted me to remove that address from our records so nobody would know where they were.
- We’re talking about one line, on a paper copy, buried somewhere among (easily) another fifty-plus sheets, each containing twenty lines.
- Those sheets were locked in the file cabinet in the manager’s office until the franchise owner picked them up.
- He wouldn’t tell me the address (for security reasons, of course), only the approximate time the order had been placed.
- This was in a popular summer resort area, so house/apartment occupants changed about as often as hotel room occupants. I’m not going to permanently put a residence on our “Do Not Deliver” list just because the US Government is the current occupant.
I told the manager about it, and he said not to worry; it would be nearly impossible and with astronomical odds for anyone to decide, “Hey, let’s break into the pizza delivery storefront, break into the manager’s office, bust open all the drawers on their file cabinet, and go through all the order sheets to find the FBI agents.” Especially when it was obvious that somebody already had their location.
I thought it was like a comedic scene in a movie, actually: FBI sets up a stake-out, and the bad guys not only know they’re being watched but by whom and from where, so they order a pizza for them… but I’m supposed to destroy the record of the address so the bad guys can’t find the agents.