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Iapos;m going to tell you of the story of the apos;Pizza Adventureapos;. That JUST�NOW ended.

My eating habits are... Well... Not the best. I prefer to eat only when I really have to. Like, my stomach making farting noises and is in pain. On the verge of starving to death I guess. As in apos;Iapos;ve been in the desert for two days without food or water" hungry.

Anyways, I ask my step-dad if I can have some money so I can order pizza. He gives me $20 and is on his way to his friendapos;s house. My mom already left to apos;run errandsapos;, so it was just me and my two younger brothers.

About eight thirty, I decide this would be a nice time to order, since my stomach is growling at me. OH�WAIT.

YOU�CANapos;T�ORDER�PIZZA�IF�THE PHONE�IS�BEHIND�A�LOCKED�DOOR.

I freak out, because there is nothing in the house I want to eat. There is also no way to break into the room unless I bust to door down. I had no cellphone, because my brother made my cell phone bill go up to three hundred dollars and my step-dad kept my phone. (it wasnapos;t even my fault, my brother didnapos;t even know because he thought it was free.)
None of my parents were home and I had no way to call for pizza.

Then I thought, "Hey�Canapos;t you order online now?" So I go to the website and place my order. Iapos;m relieved, but also worried. What if the coke I asked for would make the price jump past $20? I didnapos;t have any spare change lying around either, so the poor driver couldnapos;t even get a tip or anything. I thought, "Something is gonna go wrong..."

And it did.

I find this about five minutes after I order my food.

"For security purposes, we call back all new customers to verify your order prior to delivery. If you do not answer your phone or provide an inaccurate phone number, your pizza will not be delivered."

With no other choice, I break into my step-dadapos;s room with only one solution left... Through a window. So I throw my brother through a window, and he goes to unlock the door. I get the phone and call my mother, screaming almost, wondering where the heck she was. "Uh... Iapos;m with Todd. Weapos;ll be home sooon."�It was so obvious she was drunk.

I knew Dominos closed at 10 oapos; clock, so I called them up 10-15 minutes after I place my order.
Retarded Pizza Guy: "HEY�MY�NAME�IS�AARON,�WHAT CAN�I�DO�FOR�YOU?"
Me: Um... Uh... I placed an order online. Did you get it?
Aaron: "Weapos;re not doing delivery."
Me: "No, I ordered a pizza online a while back. Did you get it?"
Aaron:�"Uh. I donapos;t know."
Me:�"Could you go check?" (Iapos;m already aggravated)
Aaron: "Hold on a moment."
*Literally, five minutes later*
Aaron: "HEY�MY�NAME�IS�AARON, WHAT CAN�I�DO�FOR�YOU?"
Me: "Uh... What?
Aaron: "Uh. What."
Me: "Did you get my order?"
Aaron:�"What?"
Me: "MY�ORDER�ONLINE?"
Aaron: "Oh, hold on. HEY�DO�WE�HAVE�A INTERNET�ORDER?"
*Some jabber*
Aaron: "Yeah, but only if you pick it up."
Me: "But I ordered online quite awhile back. Shouldnapos;t you still deliver it?"
Aaron: "No."
Me: "..."
Aaron: "What do want me to do?�Cancel the order?"
Me: "... Uh... No... Iapos;ll call up my Dad and ask if he can pick it up..."
Aaron: "Iapos;ll just cancel your order and you can come pick it up."
Aaron: *immediately hangs up phone*
Me: *stunned*

That was the first, last, and only time I ever call Dominos Pizza ever again.



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