Ordered from Pizza Pizza tonight. The elderly delivery guy forgot to bring the two-bite brownies so he promised to come back with them in a few minutes. Promised to come back with TWO of them, to make up for the inconvenience. Cool — free brownies.
Here’s the funny part — He wanted to pay for me to eat at a restaurant of my choice. (His accent is thick so it took a few minutes to clear that up.) It turned into a fight to get him to leave it with just the extra bag of brownies. In the end, I had to claim that I don’t leave my apartment to eat out and I got a hug and a kiss on the cheek instead, along with the assertion that I was his favourite customer. Now, I’m thinking that he may have been hitting on me — or else he thinks I’m housebound and in need of meals on wheels.
I’m afraid to order from Pizza Pizza again.