So I decided to take 1969’s advice and do a pizza party for the people at Foxy’s school. It was a way to show my thanks for their hard work without spending a whole lot of money. I had already done cookies, so I didn’t want to do that. I would have done cupcakes, but I waited until the last minute so that was out. I know how much I appreciate free lunch, so I thought this was a perfect idea. Oh, and I knew I could have pizza delivered, so I wouldn’t have to miss work to deliver it.
I showed up in the morning with a couple of 2-liters of soda. I handed them to the lead teacher and told her that lunch would be delivered at 11:45. She was so surprised and happy. I heard her telling one of the other teacher’s that Foxy’s momma was having lunch brought in.
I ordered pizza from Papa John’s. I was assured that the pizza would be delivered at 11:45. I also instructed the girl that took my order to add the tip on since I wouldn’t be there to sign for it. She told me that would be no problem.
Around the time that the pizza should have been delivered I received a call from the delivery girl on my VM asking how to get into the building. I quickly called back and she told me that the order had been delivered and she asked if I wanted to add a tip to the order. I told her that I had already instructed the order taker to add the tip, but yes she should add it. She thanked me and we hung up.
When I went to pick up the baby, I was greeted by a couple of the teachers. They thanked me kindly for lunch. They said it was so nice to not have to go out and get anything. Then the receptionist casually mentioned how rude the delivery driver was. I asked her to explain and she told me she didn’t want to add a tip since it was for my credit card. She was about to call me to ask what she should do when the driver snatched the receipt from her hand and said, “what did I come to work for?” Then she left.
I’m going to pause the story here and ask you, gentle readers, what you would have done next. Then I’ll be back to tell you what I did.