“One day, I delivered to a secluded house that just creeped me out. To begin with, it was on a secluded road.
There was a sign that said, ‘Trespassers will be shot.’
A window was broken and a plant was coming through from the inside of the house. The yard was covered in trash and cig butts. There was a big fence around the house. I hate entering properties with those signs.
I went up to the door and knocked. It smelled horrible from the outside and I recognized the smell pretty quickly. It was the smell of rotting meat.
Within like five seconds, I heard someone say, ‘This door doesn’t work, you need to come around to the back.’
It was a cash order so I really didn’t want to go back to tell my manager I couldn’t deliver the 60 dollar order so even though it probably would have been smart to leave earlier, I told him if he wanted the pizza he could either come out the front or come out the back and walk around. The guy inside started yelling that I needed to bring him the pizza and began to bang on the door and jiggle his doorknob.
I just left and told him, ‘I’m not trying to get murdered.’
I wasn’t sure if I should’ve reported the incident. I had no evidence but the fact their house smelled like rotting flesh, and the guy asked me to go to his back door to give him his pizza made the whole situation seem too suspicious. I have delivered to some foul-smelling houses but I have never delivered to a house I could say smelled like a dead body. I have also never felt so creeped out during a delivery. I don’t want the chance of some other delivery guy in the area getting murdered.”