I did a google search to see if there was any information on how to scam pizza places for free pizza. Sure enough I found this and this
I guess it should come as no surprise to me that this information is available. I'm kind of glad it is because now that I'm armed with the knowledge, I can take steps to avoid these scams.
Like today for instance. I arrive at the store about an hour early to start on a batch of dough. As I'm getting the ingredients ready I notice the day shift manager on the phone going through the order sheets from yesterday's business scanning and searching. He puts the person on hold and turns to me.
DSM = Day Shift Manager
ME =
DSM: Gotta guy here, says he came in and picked up three large pizzas, two pepperoni and one combo. Says there were fruit flies in the pizzas.
ME: What time did he say he ordered?
DSM: Around seven last night.
So I go over the sheets as well. The only order we had for three pizzas was towards the end of the night to a hotel.
ME: So what does he want?
DSM: He wants his money back.
ME: Of course he does. So why didn't he call back last night?
DSM: I haven't asked him yet.
ME: I'm calling bullshit.
He pauses, hesitates then picks up the receiver.
DSM: Sir I've checked the order sheets and there's no record of a pick up order for three pizzas at that time.
silence followed. I'm sure the person on the other end was giving him a rash of shit. It was around then I decided to pick up the receiver on the other phone and listen in.
Now enters into our story:
SS = The sucky scammer
DSM: So I guess the next question would be, why didn't you call back last night?
SS: I did. I got some kind of weird fax machine or voice mail or something.
ME: Sir our line doesn't ring into a fax machine and the only time you would get our voice mail would be after hours.
SS: Well that's what I got.
ME: Uh...yeah. Listen uh...I was here all day yesterday, from 11am right up until we closed at midnight. There were no pick ups orders fitting your description at the time you claim. I'm calling BS. But nice try.
SS: What do you mean, "nice try?"
ME: Look, if you're going to try to scam a pizza place you might want to do a little research.
SS: What're you talkin' about? Came in there last night and got three pizzas, got them home and there were fruit flies everywhere! Now I want my money back!
ME: Well then the burden of proof lies with you, 'cause I'm not buying your story.
SS: You ain't buying my story, huh?
ME: And the more angry you get, the more I don't buy your story.
SS: Well I got all three pizzas right here. Now I'm coming down there right now and I'm gettin' my money back. (click)
The day shift manager and I both hanged up and looked at each other.
DSM: So what do you think happened?
ME: I think the guy may have found three of our pizza boxes in a dumpster somewhere and decided he was gonna try and pull a fast one.
DSM: So what if he shows up?
ME: I don't think he will. Even if he does, all we have to do is match order receipts.
So for about the next half hour or so we waited in a kind of stomach knot tying anticipation for this guy to show up. Nothing. About fifteen minutes later the day shift manager went home for the day and I took over as night shift manager.
I wish I could fill these next few lines with the story about the guy showing up and all the drama that ensued. Alas. For some reason, we were never graced with the presence of the guy who was "Coming down there right now and gettin' my money back.
I guess it should come as no surprise to me that this information is available. I'm kind of glad it is because now that I'm armed with the knowledge, I can take steps to avoid these scams.
Like today for instance. I arrive at the store about an hour early to start on a batch of dough. As I'm getting the ingredients ready I notice the day shift manager on the phone going through the order sheets from yesterday's business scanning and searching. He puts the person on hold and turns to me.
DSM = Day Shift Manager
ME =
DSM: Gotta guy here, says he came in and picked up three large pizzas, two pepperoni and one combo. Says there were fruit flies in the pizzas.
ME: What time did he say he ordered?
DSM: Around seven last night.
So I go over the sheets as well. The only order we had for three pizzas was towards the end of the night to a hotel.
ME: So what does he want?
DSM: He wants his money back.
ME: Of course he does. So why didn't he call back last night?
DSM: I haven't asked him yet.
ME: I'm calling bullshit.
He pauses, hesitates then picks up the receiver.
DSM: Sir I've checked the order sheets and there's no record of a pick up order for three pizzas at that time.
silence followed. I'm sure the person on the other end was giving him a rash of shit. It was around then I decided to pick up the receiver on the other phone and listen in.
Now enters into our story:
SS = The sucky scammer
DSM: So I guess the next question would be, why didn't you call back last night?
SS: I did. I got some kind of weird fax machine or voice mail or something.
ME: Sir our line doesn't ring into a fax machine and the only time you would get our voice mail would be after hours.
SS: Well that's what I got.
ME: Uh...yeah. Listen uh...I was here all day yesterday, from 11am right up until we closed at midnight. There were no pick ups orders fitting your description at the time you claim. I'm calling BS. But nice try.
SS: What do you mean, "nice try?"
ME: Look, if you're going to try to scam a pizza place you might want to do a little research.
SS: What're you talkin' about? Came in there last night and got three pizzas, got them home and there were fruit flies everywhere! Now I want my money back!
ME: Well then the burden of proof lies with you, 'cause I'm not buying your story.
SS: You ain't buying my story, huh?
ME: And the more angry you get, the more I don't buy your story.
SS: Well I got all three pizzas right here. Now I'm coming down there right now and I'm gettin' my money back. (click)
The day shift manager and I both hanged up and looked at each other.
DSM: So what do you think happened?
ME: I think the guy may have found three of our pizza boxes in a dumpster somewhere and decided he was gonna try and pull a fast one.
DSM: So what if he shows up?
ME: I don't think he will. Even if he does, all we have to do is match order receipts.
So for about the next half hour or so we waited in a kind of stomach knot tying anticipation for this guy to show up. Nothing. About fifteen minutes later the day shift manager went home for the day and I took over as night shift manager.
I wish I could fill these next few lines with the story about the guy showing up and all the drama that ensued. Alas. For some reason, we were never graced with the presence of the guy who was "Coming down there right now and gettin' my money back.


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