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[dmw]

Originally posted on 11 September 1998 - Contributed by spar003 from New Zealand

I was working at pizza hut in New Zealand a couple of years back--managing one, actually. My best friend was working for me making pizza, and we had a pretty loose time. One night we have a MAJOR asshole in the dining room--a fat bastard with few social graces (noisy, smelly and very obnoxious). The latter was the big problem, because this prick decided to get nasty with a waitress who was dating my friend the pizza maker at the time. He was impatient to get his drinks, so started doing the old 'you're just a brainless waitress...shift your ass...' bit. He made this poor girl cry so I went and sorted him out (told him basically to shut up or fuck off) and thought that was the end of it.
Not so. The boyfriend revealed to me at the end of the night that this guy's pizza was 'extra special' - contained phlegm of my friend and the three kitchenhands, cigatette ash, and was made entirely from ingredients picked from scraps of uneaten pizza. I dealt with the guys in the best way I could think of without getting them all arrested but man - my gut was churning!

[Dilmon]

It is nice to see that Pizza Hut Restaurants are equally putrid all over the world. They should create a television commercial celebrating different Pizza Hut employees from different countries. The add could show smiling Pizza Hut employees spitting on the pizzas with the tag-line something like " We come from different countries, but our spit tastes the same!"