Does it ever end well. . .?
An older Pizza Hut Delivery man comes marching into McDonald’s at one of their most busiest times, right at lunch hour.
You could see that both of the Drive-Thru Lanes were packed and there were three lines of hungry people, four or five deep waiting to place their orders.
This Pizza Hut Delivery Guy wasn’t about to wait in line. As soon as he got to the center of store, he started, very loudly yelling, “WHERE’S THE MANAGER? I WANT TO SPEAK TO THE MANGER, NOW!” The loud
N O W
Almost sounded like an angry dog before he was ready to sink his teeth into any soft flesh available.
Everyone stood there stunned. It got very quiet.
No cash registers were ringing.
No orders were being taken.
No one was moving.
No one expected a good outcome.
Would you?
Does a scene set up like this ever end up well?
Their was hushed mumbling and then yelling for “RON” (Oh the Irony–RON–Seriously? A distant relative of THE RONALD McDONALD?)
to get out to the front.
Uh-oh. . .there he was. RON, a young manager in a not-so-white-stained-barely-tucked-in-shirt with a black wrinkled tie, and dirty eye-glasses that were somewhat askew.
SHOW TIME:
“You the manager,” the Pizza Hut Delivery man more accused than asked?
“Yes sir, my name is Ron. How may I be of help?”
“Well I came here to get something straight,” he started out, not in any low tone manner.
EVERYONE WAS WATCHING THIS…MUST SEE REALITY. . . .
“My mother was in here the other day,” the Pizza Hut man continued, “and she kinda got stuck over there in that booth. She’s having trouble getting around and she said everyone was laughing and no one was out here helping her. . . ,”
“Sir,” Ron butted in to begin defending himself, but Pizza Man was having none of it.
He put his hand up in front of Ron’s face as he continued.
“Hold on there, Son. She said everyone was laughing and snickering and talking about her and no one was doing a thing and then you came out and brought her a coffee and a glass of water and you helped her out.”
This went
H A L L M A R K
quicker than you could say: M c P I Z Z A. . . .
And then, then came the McPLAUSE and rightfully so.
Pizza Man pulled a steaming, hot pizza from his delivery bag as he said, “Here, Ron, it ain’t much but a man who does good deserves good.”
And with that he hands him over a Pizza–SPECIAL DELIVERY–as it were.”
People applauded and cheered. A few whistled.
They shook hands and then hugged.
I WANTED TO KNOW. . .to HEAR what Pizza Man told Ron McDonald Manager as they hugged there for a moment.
Quite a moment. . .still is.
When the Competition, ISN’T. . .the most amazing things happen.