When I delivered pizza I was fairly indifferent about the whole thing but one guy really knew how to push my buttons. He would call 10-15 minutes before we closed. He lived on the very outskirts of our delivery zone, so it was a 40+ minute delivery. The best part, he would give you exact change for the order. Like counting out pennies in my hand and ****. I would usually back out half way down his lawn in 4 wheel drive tearing up as much as I could. Looking back, I think the guy was special needs and I probably should have been a little more tolerant. Maybe...