No Such Thing As Too Much Pizza, But We See Her Point
(I place an order for pizza delivery, specifying the delivery time as 8:00 pm, two hours after the order is placed, so I can be sure that I have the kids in bed by the time the delivery arrives. I also leave a note making it super clear to come after 8:00 pm and to not knock on the front door but to call when the delivery was here. I’m in the middle of reading a bedtime story to my two-year-old at around 6:30 pm when there’s a loud bang at the door. I so hope it isn’t, but alas, it is the pizza guy.)
Delivery Man: “Order for [My Name].”
Me: “Yes, I did place an order… for an hour and a half from now.”
Delivery Man: “Yes, I am early for you. It is good, yes?”
Me: “No, not really. Sorry, but I ordered ahead on purpose because I’m in the middle of putting my kids to bed. I don’t really want this pizza right now; I wanted it after 8:00 pm.”
(I show him the note on the receipt asking them to please not show up early.)
Delivery Man: “I am early! Early is better! Not late!”
Me: *tired of the back and forth* “Okay, well, I’ll obviously take the pizza because I don’t want you to have to come back out again. Obviously, some wires got crossed somewhere. You have a good evening now!”
(I put the pizza in the oven to keep it warm and finish bedtime. I give the pizza place a quick call to explain what happened. I’m not trying to get anything free; I just like this particular pizza place so I would like this to not happen in the future. The owner is super apologetic, says they were busy and didn’t take the time to read a note, and he says the next time I order it’s on the house. I insist that isn’t necessary, just to check the notes when I order, please. I enjoy my pizza. Just as I finish eating, there is another loud knock at the door. It’s the same delivery guy.)
Delivery Man: “I have pizza for you; boss man said it’s on the house!”
(He has the exact same order again.)
Me: “Oh, I really don’t need another pizza! I’ve just finished eating the one you brought earlier. Thank you for coming out but I don’t want to take the pizza.”
Delivery Man: “No, no, it’s okay; boss man said it’s okay.”
Me: “Yeah, I understand, but I don’t need another pizza; I still have half a pizza. Honestly, it will just be too much pizza in the house.”
Delivery Man: “No, don’t worry! It’s okay! Boss man said it’s for you! It’s fine!”
Me: *exasperated, takes order* “Thank you. Have a good evening.”
(Why on earth would I want a duplicate order the exact same evening?)