“I Can’t Believe This Really Happened”: 35 Of The Wildest Stories From Pizza Delivery Guys

We used to have this sweet old lady who would stiff us...
It was a little shtick that she would do. She ordered from us about once a week and our store was just a revolving door so we always had new drivers. Whenever a new driver would go out to her house, she would know whenever because she was familiar with most of us. She would always order a medium cheese and a 20 oz drink and paid with cash every time. She would see the new driver and take a while to count out the change to the penny. She would give the driver exact change and say, "Oh I don't need change back for anything. Have a great day!" The driver would turn around dejected and she would always say, "You forgot something!" and hold our her hand. $20 without fail. She was one of my favorite customers whenever I was delivering. I thought you guys would get a kick out of this story.

I got a brodozer pulled over
Coming back from a delivery, middle of town. (Hudson WI)

A**hole in the typical brodozer truck cuts another car off and rolls halfway into an intersection on a red light. Gets honked at, flips the bird.

I'm already annoyed as he had been riding my a*s for the past few blocks. Now we were side by side. This dude is obviously aggressive, so I figure I can make him get himself in trouble. Down the road is the restaurant I work at, and after that is a popular spot for police to wait for speeders.

Light goes green, I floor it, giving my 13 year old acura all she's got. However I do not pass the speed limit.

Brodozer does not like this, and blasts past me, and continues to go 60 in a 40 way after he's left me in the dust.

As I pull into the Pizza Butt parking lot, sure enough, cop was waiting as d**khead passed by.

Enjoy the ticket. You earned it.

I was given a kitten as a tip
I can’t believe this story really happened so if you don’t either then I understand. Today I delivered to a motel 6. In general, 4/5 people at Motel 6 don’t tip, so I wasn’t expecting much. The guy answers the door and I hand him his pizza. As he’s signing the credit card slip, I notice his pet cat. I love animals, so I always get really extra and I say “Omg your cat is so adorable”. He opens the door a little wider and points to the corner where there was a full liter of about 10-15 kittens. He says “Do you want one?”. At this point i’m kind of shocked. I ask if he’s being serious and he says yes and tells me to go grab one. I picked one up and he says “that can be your tip!” and hands me back the slip (which did indeed have a nice little 0). So now I’m the owner of a 4 week old kitten named Tipsy.

EDIT: I would like to add on here because I’ve seen a few people worried about the well-being of the kitten. Yeah, it’s super sketchy that a guy is giving out kittens. I just hope the rest of them go to safe homes as well. We are confident that we can provide this kitten with a loving home. Though she is young, both the Vet, and people at the Pet store said she was fine to be away from her mama (since this was also one of my concerns), so long as we are diligently feeding her, and giving her lots of attention!

"Sing a christmas carol for a tip"
I've been a pizza delivery driver for several years, and today is the first day I legitimately feel ashamed of doing what I do. This story may not seem to be a huge deal to some people, since it's probably more of me being socially inept when it comes to a big audience and being recorded and not being comfortable with my singing voice. So I may be overreacting, but I can't shake this feeling of humiliation.

Since I was a kid, i've always been pretty shy. Even amongst close friends i'm somewhat quiet. And I am absolutely terrible speaking in front of large crowds. I remember in highschool having nightmares for weeks about having to do an upcoming presentation, and I would be dreading doing it every day until the day of. Not only that, but i'm a terrible singer, and I know it. I don't even feel comfortable singing in front of friends and family.

Which brings me to the actual story. I had a delivery today with a note written in the 'special instructions' section that said "Sing a christmas carol for a tip". I didn't really take it all that seriously, and figured they were just joking. And if they weren't, I thought of a corny line to say while driving there to hopefully satisfy them if they were serious.

So I show up and it's some kind of small party going on. There's probably roughly 10-15 teenagers gathered around in the living room and the mom comes to the door and takes the pizzas (there were 6 larges) as I give her the receipt to sign.

She then looks at me with a smile and goes "So did they tell you?!?

Me: "Haha, oh the note? Yeah I saw that, but trust me, you don't want to hear me sing."

Her: "Oh come on, you have to!" She then ushers me inside and closes the door behind me. All of the people there are watching me and already have their phones out recording me. I instantly get uncomfortable and want to leave as quickly as possible. An audience is one thing, but being recorded my multiple people will instantly make me feel anxious.

Her: "Well go on, sing!"

Me: "No really, i'm a terrible singer, i'm sure I will ruin your christmas!" (christmas is still several weeks away, I have no idea why they wanted a christmas carol so bad)

Her: "OH COME ON. I'll make it worth your while" She said as she waved a 20 and a 5 in front of me.

I continued to insist on being a terrible singer and not being comfortable with it, but she kept pushing. Eventually I decided to try my corny line and hoped it would satisy them.

So I just said "Okay, how about, rub-a-dub-dub I brought you some grub!" Which was corny as f**k and holy hell so cringey to say and made me feel infinitely more uncomfortable.

Obviously no one laughed, and she went "No, it has to be a christmas carol!"

I insisted more about not wanting to sing and was starting to get seriously pissed off and uncomfortable that she wasn't taking no for an answer, and she kept waving the money in front of my face to 'encourage' me, so finally I just said "Look, i'm sorry but i'm not going to sing for money."

She looked at me incredulously for a second and went "Woooooooooowwwww It was only for fun you know. Well, you're definitely not getting this then," She said as she pulled the 20 away and only gave me the 5 and the receipt she had signed.

I said thank you and quickly left, while I heard several comments behind me from everyone else like:

"Wow, is he serious? What a d**k" "Ugh, gross" (wtf this even means I have no idea. disgusted she didn't hear a christmas carol i guess) "Wow did he really have to make us feel so bad?"

So yeah. It's just being pressured to sing which I guess should just be fun, but I've never felt so used and humiliated while working here. I legitimately feel ashamed to be working a minimum wage job now, and truly feel like i'm on the lowest rung of the ladder in society. I was just a tool for their entertainment that they thought would jump at the chance to make a fool of myself for an extra 20 bucks. I'm a pizza delivery

I (Unknowingly) Delivered a Stalker’s Message To His Victim.
This just happened today.

So i get a delivery to a home for the elderly, so the address should have the physical address as well as a room number. The receipt said to “CALL WHEN ARRIVED”, which isn’t very unusual in and of itself. The order was a medium hand tossed cheese, which is super basic, but again, not weird in and of itself. I figured that they wanted me to call because it was past the time that the house would’ve been unlocked, and maybe they would meet me at the door. I thought this was confirmed when there was no specific room number on it.

My GM texted me when i was on the way to the address that the person called again and asked to call when I arrived. Again, I figured that I would call, we’d meet at the door and I’d be on my way, easy. I get to the address, and dial the number on the receipt. A man with a stern voice answered, speaking in a demanding tone. He said “Listen to me. You will knock on [insert name on the receipt] door, and give them the pizza. I told him that without the room number, I wouldn’t know where to go. He once again repeated the phrase. He told me that he ordered it for her, and she would pay in cash (it was a cash order).

I started to get red flags, that this was getting sketchy. I still tried justifying thing to myself, thinking that maybe it was her grandson ordering for her, as it was an old lady who maybe didn’t know how to order.

It got weirder when he wanted me to keep him on the phone, so I did. I knocked, and someone was close by, so they let me in. I asked what room so and so was in, and they told me. I went there, and knocked. An older lady answered the door, looking confused. The first thing that she said was “I didn’t order pizza.”

I began to realize what was happening. He asked me to hand her my phone, so I just put it on speaker. He started with “I’ve been looking for you [first name, last name]. Why have you been ignoring me baby.” She was confused and started asking who this was. He told her that she knew. She once again confirmed that she had no idea who she was. He demanded that she give him her cell phone number. I shook my head no, and she said “why would I give you my number, when I don’t even know who this is.” He then sneered “I am coming for you baby. I will find you.”

I hung up the phone. The number was likely spoofed, as he called on private when he called our store. He then preceded to call me 5 times (all with private caller as the ID) with me ignoring every single one. I finally answered and told him that if he called this number again, I would be calling the police. That was the last time he called.

When we were off the phone, I told her to contact a loved one, as well as the authorities. I told her I could blacklist her address, as she never orders pizza hut. This is the second time a stalker scenario has happened with me driving. Yikes.

I called the cops on a customer tonight.

So, it was about 8:30 tonight, and i was delivering a few pizzas to a public housing area, the kinda place in town where you see all the crazy s**t like, I used to be friends with a few guys from this area when i was younger and while coming to crash at their places after the pubs close (so like, 3-4am) i'd see children, even toddlers playing and smoking next to tweaked out crackheads in the street.

Anyway, i deliver to this house and the guy asks me to come inside, this isn't particularly unusual, so i go by the regular routine, compliment the house, smile etc... put down the pizzas and leave. But when i got to the table. I saw a few girls in there.. YOUNG girls, like, maybe between 10 and 15? If that? There were three girls, one was leaned up against this fat old guy who was feeling her up, another was humming a song to herself as she lied down on the floor, the other was sitting on the other couch, holding out her arm as this older woman was sticking a needle in it. They didn't give a s**t that I was seeing them do it.i didn't bring it up or even look any more than a glance. I took the money, got back to the car, and as soon as i pulled out of the driveway I called the cops.

I don't think i'll ever get that image out of my head. I hope those girls get the help they need

I busted a kid making prank orders.
I had a delivery for two 20" pizzas and wings. The order was $55. I get to the house and the whole family was outside. The daughter stopped me and said they didn't order and have received numerous fake orders to their house the last few days. They were real nice and wanted to find out who it was so I gave them the name and number on the ticket and went back to the store.

I tried calling the number from a store phone but got no answer. I felt bad for the family and was a little pissed this kid wasted my time so I called from my cell and the kid answered. I told him I'm from pizza place and he made a fake order and needed to pay. He said "oh s**t" laughed and hung up on me. I was pissed and bored so I tried googling his number to get a name or address but couldn't find anything.

I decided to try and scare him. So I sent him a text saying if he doesn't call and pay the cops will be at his house in a little bit. It worked. His sister called back crying and saying please don't send the police her parents will pay when they get home from work and she will make sure her brother gets in trouble.

Later that day his parents called and paid for the food and I'm pretty sure that kid won't make any more prank orders after this.

I also got free pizza and wings out of the whole thing.

1144% tip
Totally normal day. Average tips, usual traffic, nothing at all out of the ordinary. I'm just on auto-pilot, one of the last deliveries of the day.

One pizza to a regular-a*s apartment maybe half a mile from the store.

Guy comes to the door, wearing a face-mask (that alone was already enough of a tip for me!)

He hands me the credit card slip back, just the signature, no tip.I briefly consider asking him to "fill out the total" (I almost always do when they leave it blank) but decide to just let it slide since he wore a mask and it was right around the corner.

He says "hold up. can yall take tips?"

"uh, yeah, man. you can write it in or whatever, we get it all"

"hold up"

he comes back and hands me a pile of bills. I see a FIFTY, a twenty, and a one. At first I just shoot him a look like "nah man, you already paid, remember" but I can see by his face he knows what he's doing. I straight up recoiled in horror. Imagine that Italian Spider-Man gif. Not sure what made it out of my mouth, as I was literally in shock. "Whaa...???" "Seriously??" "You sure??"

He reassured me he was serious. "That's all for you, man."

Had to make a social-distancing exception and ask for a hug, which he graciously allowed.

Got back in my car and realized it was THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE DOLLARS. What the F**K!!!!!!! Why do I feel GUILTY?

What is the most soul crushing delivery you've had?
About a year ago

Get a 30 piece order for the local college Basketball team. They always order each player some individual item so it isn't easy. They always want each players/coach name written on the box. I took an order to them a couple weeks before that was around $300 and they stiffed me so I wasn't too keen to take it again. Unfortunately this order is too large for anyone else to take (I have a larger vehicle, so it would only take one trip). I bring them their $470 order to the arena where an aid or assistant coach tells me to bring them down 3 flights of stairs. I'm at the end of my shift, it takes me 4 trips to get everything, and they ask me to help display it out and tell them whose is what (even though it has their names written on it) .

I. AM. DONE. WITH. THIS. SHIFT.

Polite and courteous because I believe in good customer service and I don't look at the tip line until I get back to my vehicle. Written out is $0.00. I've spent the last hour doing nothing but making/boxing/delivering their order. I told my manager I would never take a delivery to them again, and they could come pick it up if they don't want to tip for a big and highly personalized order like that.

I got followed by a Karen.
So I (22F) was going on a delivery around 9:30 and I pulled into the neighborhood with someone behind me. As I approach the house, I put on my hazards a little earlier because this car was driving decently close to me. I park in front of the driveway and the car stops behind me. It was already a little weird because I was parked on the “wrong” side so they were also on the oncoming traffic side. I thought maybe I parked in front of their driveway so I started driving away so they could pull in. Nope. They started driving too. Now I need to turn around and I don’t want to be an a**hole and do a three point turn with them behind me so I pull into a cul-de-sac and loop around and they follow me. I’m starting to get freaked out so I go into another long cul-de-sac and they stopped at the “main” street when I turned in. I wait at the cul de sac for a minute and call my bf/manager at the store and tell him to stay on phone with me as I think I’m being followed but am not sure yet. As soon as I see them follow me in the cul-de-sac, I immediately start driving back to the store and I’m terrified by this point. Every red light I hit I’m taking a right turn and then U-turning because I thought they might try to crash into me and kidnap me or something. They follow me all the way back to the store where I park in the back and run inside. Cops show up soon after. Turns out it was a stupid Karen who thought I was suspicious. For what???? Putting my hazards on and parking in front of a house? I wasn’t driving bad before that either. Thanks for terrorizing me and wasting mine and the cops’ time.

Edit: Just to clarify, I didn’t call cops, she did. I know I probably should have but I was mainly focusing on getting somewhere safe.

Someone tried to have sex with the delivery driver
Ok, so this story is about my husband. He used to deliver pizza when we lived in Florida. (Also when we lived in NY, but that's another story. )

So, one night, the pizzeria got a delivery order for a pizza with mayonnaise on the side. Weird, but okay. And it was to be delivered to a hotel room. Fine.

So, he gets there, and the woman asked for him to put it on the table in the room while she got her money. Not the first time that happened, so whatever.

As soon as he put it down, the woman literally GRABBED MY HUSBAND! She started telling him how she was getting old, and she was so alone and how she just wanted a man for...you know.

He turned his head just as she went in to kiss him. Instead of on the lips, she got his eye. Startled, she backed up by 1 step, which was enough for my husband to get away from her. He ran to his truck, didn't even bother buckling up, and sped back to the pizzeria. He was only out of the store less than 10 minutes.

He got back and told everyone what happened, including me, since I was a waitress there. For YEARS the running joke was that she didn't want mayonnaise, she wanted "Man-aize"

He said if ANYONE ever ordered that again, he refused to take it.

Obviously, every time I ordered a pizza for delivery, I asked for mayonnaise on the side...lol

Apparently the term "keep the change" means different things to different people. Why?
Had a lady hand me a 20 for a $14 order and said keep the change but as I walked away she was like oh I meant the coin change sorry. For most people keep the change means all of the change. We are not mind readers for f**ksake.

Exposed a constant stiffer in front of her friends
This notorious stiffer lives in a nice gated apartment complex. She either writes a line thru the credit card receipt tip line or on cash order will give us $28 on a $27.XX order. She always writes instructions on the receipt to call her when at the gate so she can buzz us in and meet us outside her door when we get to her unit. Sometimes she won't answer her phone and we wait at the gate entrance for 5-10 minutes before she buzzes us in.. Well, this last time she ordered $57.84 worth of food, cash. I get to the gate and was able to piggyback behind another car then drive to her apartment unit. I put $0.16 in my pocket cause I knew she was going to give me $58. I knock on her door and somebody else answers, one of her several guests. Nice guy told me to come inside and put the 5 pizzas on the table, then offered me a beer. This was during NFL game cause maybe 12 or 13 people were there, most of them wearing jerseys watching the Cowboys v Falcons game. I spot the stiffer girl at the table. She gets up and starts escorting me out the door, then gives me the money. I count it before stepping outside...and of course, it's just $58. So I get the coins from my pocket and give it to her saying "Here's your 16 cents change." I say it loud enough so everyone inside can hear.. Then I step outside and leave.. Haha, cheapskate..

I just finished reading a negative review that she wrote online. It was written same day as NFL game and I noticed it was her by the avatar Facebook picture. She says we always get the toppings wrong and take forever to deliver her food.. Which is completely false. Why would she keep ordering from us for the past year..

I guess I pissed her off.. Mission Accomplished!

Hotel tried to keep my tip
There is a fancy hotel that is at the edge of our delivery zone. Tips are always really good at that place. Last night I had a big order and drove it out and stopped by the front desk to double check the room/building. Note: this hotel is sort of resort like with lots of bungalows instead of just rooms down hallways. It’s a bit tricky to find the exact bungalow. I am looking at the map when the “golf cart shuttle guy” comes back and tells me to just leave the pizzas and he will drop them off. This has never happened before. There are plenty of roads where I can just drive to the bungalow. The front desk guy says “yeah, just leave it. We will take it from here”. I just froze up and said, “uh ok”. As I was walking to my car I realized the customer had already paid, but did not prefix on the card. These two c**ksuckers we’re gonna keep my tip. I called the customer and told him that the hotel was not letting me drop the pizza to him and I was sorry, but the hotel would bring it by. Then as I was about to end the call, I blurted out, “ if you were going to tip, don’t give it to them. I won’t get it cause they told me to go back to the store”. We ended the call. When I got back to the shop, the manager says the customer called. “Oh s**t” I thought. Maybe the customer was mad. “He said to add $10 to the CC slip” my manager said.

I tell my manager what happened and he agreed it was weird. He decided that in the future the food would always be “handed” to the customer directly. No more hotel middle man.

Cliffs notes: shady bellhop tried to swipe my tip, but I still got it.

I finally called somebody out for not tipping.
So we have this guy who is one of those regulars you don’t want. Rounds DOWN change(and gets upset when we insist he pays for the entire tab), calls and cancels about 10min before the scheduled delivery time. NEVER TIPS.

Oh I got him good last night. I ended up being the “lucky” one with his order. I walk into his place of business (A seven loving convenience store). They were packed, I walk up to this lovely non tipper and start the hand off. The exchange went a little something like this:

Me: I have your order here, can I get you to fill out and sign this slip? Him: grabs pen and scribbled his name Me: I need you to fill out all three spots not just sign it. Him: Why, the original total is correct. Me: (Rather loudly) If you are going to stiff your driver, I’m gonna make you own it.

This got a lot of dirty looks in his direction from not only his coworkers but all of the customers.

Let’s hope he never orders again.

On mobile I apologize that everything condensed. Also edited to fix a typing error. I’m on bar shift brain.

Edit for clarity: This guy refuses to fill out a ticket. He is well known for putting in chargebacks. He has made inappropriate comments to our younger female drivers. This is not as much about calling him out for tipping as it is to make him fill out the darn slip fully. However while calling him out for not tipping may not be appropriate it is the lesser evil of calling him out for making constant chargebacks.