Delivery story 274 MMMPizza writes: I deliver in the Green Bay area. One night a man called for delivery. I went to take the order, expecting to find house number 606. When I got to the street, I quickly noticed that all the numbers were between 6000 and 6200. So I called the guy from my cell phone, thinking that this was an obvious mistake. When he answered, all he did was yell and complain that I drove by his house twice and he called me stupid numerous times. "Can't you morons read? The address is on the mailbox." When people act like this, I just smile because I already know that someday I will get my revenge on them, and I always do. I was nice to him the entire time. Turns out he lived at 6060. When I got to the door, he was nice as could be. I thought this was strange. He didn't tip, though. When I got back to the store, I learned that he called and complained that I was rude and late with his food. He called me stupid and got me in trouble at work. I did not appreciate this at all, since I did nothing wrong. The person who took the order told me that she remembered clearly the man told her 606. This jerk told us the wrong address on purpose just so he could complain when I couldn't find it. And he got me in trouble, and wasted my time and cell phone minutes in the process. To make a long story short, later that night I went to his house and broke his windows while he was sleeping. Don't mess with the pizza guy for free pizza. Replacing three windows cost more than two free pizzas. We have not had a problem with this guy since.