This I have titled pizza delivery scary story, you know, and I was excited to share this after Luke shared as pizza place scary stories so two weeks ago. Now I can't even remember, but yeah, I'm excited. So pizza play scary story here. I recently graduated from high school and I work at a local pizza place as a delivery driver at night to make a little extra cash. Friday and Saturday nights are always the busiest because everyone's either home or with a friend ordering food, so those were usually the nights I would work. We got a delivery order late one Saturday night, right before Chloe we close at one am. Right before we close, a call came in. It was a delivery order for a guy named Kyle. It was a small order. I think he only ordered a medium cheese pizza. He lived like ten minutes away from the store. After the order was done, I hopped in my car and put in the GPS in It populated the directions to his house, so eventually it led me to a short dead end street that veered off another dead end street. The house was the last one on this dead end road. It sat right next to the line of trees that ran along the side of it, and another side ran along the side of a highway. It's pretty much dead at this hour. Given how late of the hour it was, I didn't want to ring the doorbell, so I sat in my car and called this Kyle guy's number. It rang once, then went to voicemail, so I hung up. Then I got a text from him telling me to come up to the door, so I did. I got to the big wooden front porch of the house and the front door opened. A bad guy opened the door. He didn't look very old. He looked like in his thirties, yeat. His head was completely bald. Maybe he was sick or just thought this look looked good on him, so I won't judge. However, his breath was discussing. He seemed to be quite drunk. Something was a little off. The payment was made through a credit or debit card, so usually there is no need to wait around for money. However, this Kyle guy asked me to come in put the pizza on the kitchen table while he went down to the basement and got the money for the tip. Said he left his walk down to the basement. I don't object to money so I waited in his kitchen. The room was only lit up by a small light, so it's pretty dim in there. The house smelled disgusting, discussing as hell. To be honest, I don't know what the smell was. Kyle was taking an awfully long time down there in the basement, fetching this tip that he talked about. So while the guy was gone, I figured and I'd start to wander around a bit. I stepped into the living room, which was adjacent to the kitchen. The TV was on, and I noticed the back door. I could see through the room that the backsliding glass door was half open. Maybe he was airing out whatever that god awful smell was. I walked to the back door, expecting to get a quick breath of fresh air, but the smell only got worse. Then finally I stepped outside to the back deck. I heard flies, the sound of swarming flies right by the door. Well, I guess there was emotion sensing light because as soon as it saw me movement, it turned on. This revealed two big black trash bags stuffed with two long objects. The smell was unbearable too. It took me a second to catch on to what I was most likely looking at. Suddenly waiting around from the tip didn't seem like a good idea. I went back inside and rushed to the front door, and as I'm doing so, nearly there, I heard and saw Kyle emerge from the basement, calling to me, waving a few singles in his hand. He saw me as I was about to reach for the door and out to open the door, and he asked where I was going. I had to come up with something, so I said I was just rushing to check if I had left something in my car. He said, oh, okay, as he came over to me and handed me the bills. He then turned to the back door, sliding glass door to the porch where the light was still on. He then looked back at me, with his gummy smile now disappearing. He asked me in a firm voice, did you go to the backyard? Told him no. He just stared at me, not saying anything. I didn't care so much some more, so I opened the door and let myself out, but not without him trying to grab me by my shoulder. As I got onto the first step, I yanked his hand off my shoulder and ran to my car. I saw him run back inside with the front door still open. I turned my car on, and then I sat and watched his front door, curious to see if he'd come back out. And he did. He came back out, running full speed towards my car with a big metal rod in his hand. I sped away from the house, ready to call the police and report him as soon as I got a little bit away. I called when I got down the block, making sh to leave him no time to dispose of those potential dead bodies. I waited down the block and saw the police cars pull up literally within two minutes. I watched the whole thing come to find out. In fact, Kyle that's his real name, had already started moving the bags, which did contain dead bodies. He was trying to move into the bushes in his backyard. Everything about this guy was off. From leaving the back door open to reveal dead bodies to a pizza delivery boy, the man was definitely deranged, but he also wasn't the smartest man around. You take it takes some nerve to go wandering around somebody's house, though, right, Like I've delivered pizzas back in my day in high school. I don't remember, just think, oh this person, I'll be right back. I'm going to go wander around. You don't do that specifically so you don't uncounter or anything like that. I've heard people, you know, they take a delivery and they get invited in. It's always an awkward thing. And then when you're in there, I you know, I've heard they do wander around. They could kind of like just check out the place, and well that makes you think twice for sure. I don't know if I would go in someone's house of the even if they're like, oh not, come on and come on in, I don't know. I guess I would. I would just be like no, no, no, no, no. Have you heard have you read online stories? Back in my day? Back in my day, there wasn't like as many cards when I was in high school, delivery pieces right, like debit credit cards, so really it was like cash based. Yeah, but I imagine that majority of the time is probably cards now. But you might have that every once in a while where somebody wants to give you a few dollars cash and you understand why, like he waits around for it. To me, it's weird that the guy's got to go to the basement to get the money. But he said he left his wall down there, So I guess that's one thing. But when you start piece of things together, like I smelled this freaking god awful smell of something, you gotta wonder, like how long would you stick it out? Before a year? At some point you go just said, this isn't worth it. I don't know what the tip's gonna be, but I don't. I don't need it. It's not gonna be enough, right, I mean it's like a medium pizzas that said it was. Yeah, most was gonna make a couple of bucks. Someone said, what if they lured your end by saying, come look at these cool retro video games? Jack, dang it? Maybe Okay, yeah I would probably, uh man, I don't know. So for me, just because I've done a lot of delivery back in the day, there were a couple of people. Do have you come in that that is a real thing and set something like on the counter or something. Yeah, like I've done that. But what about that moment when he like comes back up and they had this awkward exchange and he's like this flight o't ask him if he went to the backyard. He's so creepy, Like, how would you respond to that? Yeah, I would probably do is I guess what they did was trying to play cool and be like, no, no, I didn't do that, and then what backyard? Yeah, but like there was motion though, right, so like obviously motion light was on. He knew. I just said, like I heard some raccoons back there or something like that. Rod raccoons would definitely be a thing going backyard, so he'd say, hew, do you know what's the raccoon? Yeah? Right, at this point, this guy kind of knows, right, I think I would just not I got get out of here. He didn't have to make fun of the guy for being bald, though I can't escape it to way story very well another very well ungirlv at one uh likelihood of this being true? Luke the end is what gets me, like because he could confirm that there were dead bodies somehow, but he didn't say like this guy's name was or whatever, or maybe not even that, but just say like this guy didn't did end up going to jail. But then again, would you add a fear kind of leave it at that? Or if I thought I was like in that situation, I would probably check up on and make sure whether or not this guy got arrested. Like if he came out I started, like, you know, presumably trying to attack me, it with some kind of metal rod, I would want to know did he get arrested. If he did, I would be all over that story. I would be like what happened, specifically what happened, because I would need to know. You see, so that guy like kind of like chased him out the front door, like the front of the porch, then he went back inside, Like I find it really interesting that he just sat there and waited to see if the guy would come back. Yeah. I don't know, but maybe, you know, from trying to get in the headspace, maybe they were almost hoping something would happened so that they could call the police, like you know, before that it's just like spelled weird. You know, he may have grabbed me on the way out. I can't tell. If he comes back out, I'm calling the cops, you know. Yeah, someone comes at you with a metal pipe or something, then you have grounds to call the cops. And yeah, that makes sense. Actually, I assume this all happened pretty quick too, probably wasn't like I just sat there for minutes and waited. I'm sure like the guy ran in and grabbed the first grabbed it pretty quickly and got back out the door. Jeff Townsend media sees you good night, and the question is do I stay here? Will you be back? Oh you gonna come back? Will you be back? Are you coming back?
