Down With the Pizza Man!

Every couple of weeks Jeff and I like to order pizza. Of all the delivery options, I think Papa John's has the best pizza. However, I've found myself in a verbal dispute a few times with the worker who takes the phone orders. See, if you order online there are some great deals, but after I have taken the time to create an account, tell them everything about me, and place my order, the computer then tells me that I am not in their "delivery zone." This ticks me off because they've delivered to me many times and I just wasted ten minutes. (I'm embarrassed to admit I've done this more than once because I forgot about this complication.) So if Papa John's had great service you'd think they'd give me the same deal over the phone to appologize for my troubles. NO! I got reamed out by the worker for suggesting such a thing. He said if he gave me the deal he would loose his job. Honestly!

Well, the other day I got a coupon in the mail for the deal I wanted. I was excited to end my Papa John's strike. However, when the night arrived to order the pizza the coupon was nowhere to be found. I placed the call anyhow. Ring, ring....that voice again! While he's rude and condescending, I tolerate it because I can already taste the scrumptious pizza in my mind. I explain that I have a coupon and he starts interviewing me to make sure I truly have the coupon. He says, "You know you have to present the coupon to the delivery guy!" It's like he knows I've misplaced it and he's trying to destroy my pizza dreams again! I tell him I'm confident that I can find the coupon. When the delivery boy came, fate smiled on me. He didn't even ask for the coupon. VICTORY!!! I finally beat the pizza man at his own game! I got the deal I wanted, which made the pizza taste even better. I'm not their pizza fool!