Wolcott, Connecticut
Joe: *driving from Domino's to a man's house*
Andrew: *waiting for his pizza*
Joe: *arrives at his house and gets out of the car, and brings his pizza to his doorstep*
Andrew: *watching Murder She Wrote and hears the doorbell* It better be the pizza guy. *comes to the door*
Joe: That'll be $13.71, please.
Andrew: *pays with a 20 and gets change back*
Joe: Thank you, sir! Have a nice night!
Andrew: Yeah, you too. *brings his pizza into the kitchen, opens the pizza box and it's cheese* Hey! I ordered pepperoni! I got the wrong topping! *calls Domino's Pizza*
Manager: Domino's Pizza of Wolcott.
Andrew: I got the wrong pizza!
Manager: What toppings did you want, sir?
Andrew: I ordered a pepperoni pizza, and I got cheese!
Manager: Can't help you there, bud! Sorry! Just eat the pizza! Cheers! *hangs up*
Andrew: Unbelievable!!! *eats his pepperoni pizza in anger*
This story was written on Saturday, May 23rd, 2020.
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