Shauk

So, regarding special toppings/extra sauce, it happens.

Don't think that it doesn't. that extra sausage is a booger, the mouth of your soda bottle taking the whole trip in the armpit of a driver making minimum wage in 100 degree heat happens. This usually only happens if you're notoriously aggravating.

now I'm going to address a few things. Food service = trust in someone else to handle your food. Chances are, you're indirectly asking someone else to serve you against their will, Maybe you should treat this person like you would a friend? They're getting paid by their employer to show up and be on the clock and do all sorts of errands at the store, they really care less what you're doing out on the road....

so from a driver perspective, maybe there are closer, well known good tippers that they know are better runs, We run in to all sorts of people far from the store who like to waste our time and "chat" yet don't pay us for it, You can be the nicest person in the world, you can be my best friend, but if i'm at YOUR door, while on the clock, when OTHER customers runs are going to OTHER drivers who arent me, and YOU'RE stiffing me, I WILL HATE YOU FOREVER...
Driving is a very part-time job, with a very finite window in which to take advantage of making money.

lets say you're notorious for writing a check for the exact amount, never having your fucking drivers licence number on the check even though you've been told 14 times that it's the fucking policy and making us wait, yet again, as you go out to your car and get it because you can't keep it in your wallet/purse like a normal person, I have to suffer the smell of cat piss whenever you open your door while your kids are crying, OR maybe you're that jackass who thinks XYZ pizza is a substitute for a babysitter, thanks for leaving exact change with your 8 year old kid, you're lucky I don't call CPS on your stupid ass. Or maybe you're that fucking stoner who can't count and keeps shortchanging the driver at the door so I have to waste even more time for you to look through your wet/damp nasty assed pockets for some quarters or something.
or maybe your idea of "keep the change" is when you give me 17.05 for a 17.01 order.

wow, seriously, I'm so glad I don't drive anymore, I'd probably kick the next person to open the door right in the nuts if I knew they were a stiffer.


those people who are like "boo hoo, my pizza took 45 minutes" don't realize that a pizza oven is only so big, it holds, lets say, 6 pizzas on a conveyer, i've worked on bi and tri level ovens, but the third level of the ovens rarely are used as they require someone who isn't a complete idiot to work the ovens or else they stand around going "gee which box does THIS go in?" (because some people have a hard time recognizing toppings and letter codes on the boxes) which results in pizzas basically mushing in to eachother and having to delay all the rest of the orders since they'll have to remake them because mr guy with a spatula putting shit into boxes SUCKS AT HIS LIFE (no, this doesn't happen to me, I was good at what I do, because I'm good at everything I do /gloat)

the average order is 2-3 pizzas, but, all it takes is ONE order in the middle of it all to screw up the queue for the rest of the night, and the drivers can't do anything about it. That school that is having a pizza night? 50 pizzas, your order? yeah, good luck with that.

anyways, drivers get blamed for everything, but everyone has a cell phone these days if they're driving, if they can't find it they'd call you. Plain and simple. Otherwise, most of the 45minute-1hr+ runs I'd take only really had me in the picture for all of 10-15 minutes. Think about how close you are to your store and figure it out, if you're 2 miles away, they didn't get lost, they're just backed up with a lot of orders.

I just went to a better job instead, because clearly, you can see, I hated this job.