As a vegetarian, I’m used to having to check my pizza for meat before accepting it. One time, my friends and I got pizza delivered. I ordered a Hawaiian pizza without meat. When it arrived, my friend accepted it. When I checked mine, it was just a regular Hawaiian pizza with meat on it. Everyone else’s orders were perfect.
I had to ask for my pizza to be remade and redelivered.
When the pizza guy came back, he actually brought me a meat lover’s pizza and just left.
I called the store and asked for a manager.
Manager: *Quickly* “Don’t let anyone eat that! I discovered that our delivery driver took it from a pile of old pizzas which had been sitting out for too long and were destined for the trash bin.”
The manager himself remade my pizza and drove it out to me.
I can only assume the original delivery driver brought me an old meat lover’s pizza on purpose. I’m just glad that the store’s manager actually cared about their customers.
My daughter was delivering a pizza and noticed a bumper sticker on the owner’s car that read “Mother of Dragons.” My daughter decided to be clever when the lady answered the door.
Daughter: “Valar Morghullis.”
The lady turned red and started laughing in response. Later, when my daughter told me this, I asked:
Me: “What? No ‘Valar dohaeris’ in reply?”
Daughter: “No. I wished she did… but I did get a very good tip.”
I’m working from home today in an all-day meeting. I decide to order some food using a popular food delivery service. The food seems to take forever to arrive, and when it finally does, it’s stone cold.
I complain.
Customer Service: “Our driver got lost. We’re so sorry! He’s new.”
I was about to chalk it down to bad luck and forget about it. Then, I checked the video doorbell.
I watched the delivery guy sit there with my food next to him. He parked outside my house, had his own lunch, had a smoke, and then finally brought me my cold food.
I demanded a full refund, got it, and then used a competing service from then on.
I work at a local bar and grill in the prep room. Every Tuesday and Friday, we get a delivery truck of ingredients and food.
A few years back, we had this extremely creepy driver who kept flirting and harassing one of our managers. Eventually, he took things a bit far. He began hovering around her and waved his scanner over her.
Driver: *With a smug grin* “See this? Lets me know when I’ve got a real hottie.”
We obviously reported him.
The very next day, he returned, fuming mad.
Driver: “Stupid b****! You almost got me fired!”
We reported him again and haven’t seen him since.
I have recently given birth to my daughter and am currently feeding her when someone knocks on my door. I’m not expecting anyone over other than a package being delivered, so I don’t get up to answer the door. They knock again and I ignore them again, thinking if it’s someone I know, they’ll call or text me. They knock a third time.
Me: “Who is it?”
Man: “Delivery!”
Me: “Please leave it at the door.”
The man bangs even louder on the door.
Man: “I have a delivery!”
Me: “Do you need a signature? I’m not available right now.”
Man: “DELIVERY!”
Annoyed, I get up and answer the door, completely topless, with my daughter nursing.
Me: “I’M NOT AVAILABLE!”
Cue eyes like saucers. He set the package down and quickly left, mumbling an apology.
