Dear Pizza Guy:
In case it might have escaped your notice this evening, I ordered a pizza (and breadsticks) and not a sermon.
The fact that you waited until the transaction was concluded, your tip was received and the pizza was in my hands to ask if I believed in Jesus and God and if I wanted to discuss the word of both might count as smart in your book, but it will make me stingier with the tip next time.
Here’s a real tip for you: It is never appropriate to show up on someone’s doorstep and discuss your religion. I respect your religion and I don’t show up at your house to tell you what I do and don’t believe in. Respect my right to my own religion and to eat my pizza in peace.
I have been fuming for almost an hour now and I have decided I will not call the store and try to get you fired. I have left a complaint in the feedback section of your website, and I hope you get a good talking to rather than the axe. Next time, I hope you deliver a little less Jesus with the pizza.
You’re on notice dude.