
This week's award for most disturbing pizza delivery story definitely goes to NYC Nosh. Check out their account of the insanity that ensued after they ordered a pie from Fat Sal's:
40 minutes later, Mr. Penguin received a call from the delivery man, saying he was outside. He buzzed the delivery person into the building and went to the door to collect the pizza while HungryMan and I stood in the living room, clearing space for dinner. But our friend didn’t leave the door after he closed it. We heard him slide the peephole cover open and remain there at the door, watching the delivery man leave. We asked, “What’s going on? Is everything OK?” and then scrambled to the hallway when we heard him reply, “Oh my God.”The door flew open again, and there stood the Fat Sal’s delivery man, in the hallway, pants pulled down around his hips, penis poking through the flap of his underpants, getting ready to let loose a stream of urine into the corner in front of Mr. Penguin’s apartment. He looked stunned to have been discovered, wincing visibly when Mr. Penguin began bellowing at him to get out of the building. Even more astounding was the fact that the brazen delivery man took his sweet time bundling himself back up and collecting his things–only when two more building residents walked in the front door did he speed up and leave. We all stood there, door open wide, aghast at what had just happened.
According to Mr. Penguin, he had gotten some ugly looks from the delivery person as he signed the receipt, and thought he probably ought to make sure the man left the building. “I thought–at the very worst– that the guy might throw some garbage in the hall. But I didn’t expect that.” But through the peephole, Mr. Penguin watched as the Fat Sal’s employee looked around to make sure nobody was watching, set his insulated pizza bag and coat down in the hallway, and then ambled into the corner and unzipped.
Of course, pizza is pizza, and after some inspection, the guys ate the pie. The story has a happy ending: Fat Sal was unsympathetic when they called to complain about the delivery guy, so they called Seamless Web, which had processed the order, and got a full refund.





signed eh? im guessing there wasn't a cash tip involved. you know they wind up paying taxes on CC tips--if they get them at all.
lesson: tip in cash whenever possible
signed eh? im guessing there wasn't a cash tip involved. you know they wind up paying taxes on CC tips--if they get them at all.
lesson: tip in cash whenever possible
of course, the idea that a delivery guy has the right to take any kind of "revenge" on a customer is total bullshit, even if he didn't tip at all.
of course, the idea of paying taxes on yr income isn't so outrageous either....
The nerve of the Pizza Delivery Guy! I mean look at his existence. He probably waits in a super hot pizza place all day waiting for the boss to yell at him to deliver pizzas and gets 3 dollars an hour cause he's an illegal mexican. The Nerve!
Yeah, all delivery people should be entitled to not only piss, but shit in the hallways of poor tippers. Cry me a river for the poor delivery folk.
Why does one need to pull one's pants down to take a pee? There ain't no zippers on pants anymore?
and that's why they call it a peep hole
And that's why they call it piss-a pie!
It's not delivery, it's the urinal.
maybe the maybe he has bladder control issues and the ugly face he made was due to the pain of an uncontrollable need to pee. (i'm just playing devil's advocate.) also, i bet he touched your pie with pee hands. ;)
the maybe he has bladder control issues and the ugly face he made was due to the pain of an uncontrollable need to pee. (i'm just playing devil's advocate.) also, i bet he touched your pie with pee hands. ;)
i'm just playing devil's advocate, but maybe he has a bladder control issue and the ugly face he made was from the pain of an uncontrollable bladder. also, i bet he touched your pie with pee hands. :)
They ate the pizza?!
Rocknrope, Dude, it's pretty clear if you actually READ the article that they tipped the guy when they ordered.
and cristof, seriously, you're gonna defend this guy's actions? must be nice to be the kind of person who donates 50% of his income to the poor so that he can feel righteous about calling other people out in situations he doesn't know anything about.
Y'know... you could probably make a lot of money selling exclusive, peed-on pizzas to people who are into that kind of thing.
I'm just saying.