Papa John’s Pizza

Pizza is always good and they always have it ready when I get there to pick it up. Management should be proud of their wonderful staff.

Best food I have had in a long time. At first I was not sure about ordering from this place since a few years back it seemed like someone didn’t know how to make a pizza as all my toppings were cooked under the cheese which caused the cheese not to cook onto the dough so cheese and all would fall off. So this time, being 2013, they totally redeemed themselves. The pizza was awesome, the garlic parmesan bread was the best I’ve ever got from any pizza place, and the new cookie was so fresh and right out of the oven. YUMMM!!! I will be ordering again soon. Very impressed!

the hunger troll living in my stomach starting saying that Papa Johns sounded pretty damn tasty and could I please order up a large carry out?
I relented a couple hours later to his incessant yelling and decided that I would be completely awesome by ordering online. So, Papa Johns has an 11 dollar large pick seven topping deal right now that’s pretty legit. I ordered a pepperoni, spicy sausage, tomato, black olive, onion, mushroom, three cheese blend pizza and a Pepsi. I wait about 30 minute and proceed to go pick up my order. This is where the story gets ugly!
I walk in, say hello to the guy behind the counter and let him know I place an order for carry out online.
He says in a very rude tone” Whats the name?”
«Joey»
He doesn’t blink an eye, «$ 13.64″
I pull out a twenty and he nearly rips the thing in half he pulls it out of my hand so fast.
At this point I almost told him to quit being a little bitch and not pull my money out of my hand like that. Then I remembered that he worked at a pizza place and his life must suck, so I let that one slide.
Then the guy says,’ I’ll let you know when its ready»!
You low down rotten son of a bitch I think to myself, before I am even able to ask him how much longer he thinks it will be, he answers the phone.
The reason I am even remotely in a hurry is because I have to go get my daughter from grandmas and If its gonna be another 30 min or so I would rather go get her and come back. I wait about 3 min for him to get off the phone.
«Sir», I interject,” about how much longer do you think, I have to be somewhere?”
No shit, he rolls his eyes and goes over to the pizza holding area behind him, which he never checked the first time we spoke and lo and behold my pizza order from 45 minutes ago is sitting there, like it has been since I walked in. At this point I’m getting a little hot and also feeling like I might be on TV.
He then hands me a twenty ounce Pepsi. I’m like, «No man, I ordered a two liter»
«The ticket says 20 ounce»
«Oh well I must have clicked the wrong button, I need to upgrade, how much more do I owe you?»
Another eye roll, then this guy proceeds to rip open his cooler, slam a two liter down in front of me, then turn his back and walk away.
«Hey man, did you want me to pay you for this?», I holler at him.
He turns around and gives me a spiteful «your safe» baseball arm cross gesture, like he is saying to me please for the love of god just leave me alone you moron and never come back.
No problem buddy, because that’s exactly what I plan to do.
Could you also do us a favor and see if you can go ahead and get that surgery to have the stick removed from your ass?
I take my pizza and two liter of hate and think to myself «I wonder if this Papa Johns has been reviewed on Unilocal yet?» Then, I laughed maniacally at the thought of getting to be the first review and all it talks about is how big of a bitch this kid was. Vengeance is a dish best served cold.