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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Stormborn" data-source="post: 3299784" data-attributes="member: 14041">Generally I tip the pizza guy a dollar or two and whatever makes it an even number.  Except this one time...I was coming over to my girlfriends after work and asked her to order a pizza for us because I knew that she didnt want to go out that night.  Now, I am no stickler about the temperature of my pizza and so was hoping she would order it before I got there.  She however waited until the last possible moment before I would arrive to order the pizza so that "it would be hot for me."What she didnt know was that the engagement ring I had order for her had come in that day and it was burnign a hole in my pocket.  I had thought to wait until the weekend but she and I had talked about how she wanted it to be a suprise and I had already talked to her family and mine about me ordering a ring for her.  I just didnt think I was going to be able to keep her in the dark so I had decided on proposing that night.So all day long I am getting worked up about asking her.  I get there an no pizza - which I wasnt interested in anyway and knew she wouldnt really want afterwards but was mainly to maintain the illusion of a quiet evening in front of the TV togther.  She has just ordered it.  A more patient man would have waited.  I was about to bust.I get the box out of my pocket, get down on one knee, and ask her to marry me.She starts crying and reapeating over and over "IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou..."The doorbell rings.I put the box back in my pocket and go to the door and hand the guy a $20 for a $10 pizza and shut the door.   I put the pizza down and return to her at the couch, get back down on one knee, open the box and ask again."IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou...""Is that a yes?"  I ask."Yesyesyesyes...."  you get the picture.After much crying on her part, kissing and hugging, and calling of parents, siblings, and friends I think I, at some point, ate two slices of pizza.  We wound up eating most of it the next day after all her calculations about timing it so that it would hot for me. That was the one and only time I tipped someone for as much or more than the food cost.</blockquote>

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