Oh, my friend and I had been there and waited an age to be served, and then a further age to have our food brought to us despite it not being very busy. In any case, that's okay, but then next time we went the service was a little better. However, our pizzas (his a standard margherita, mine a margerita with BBQ sauce), were put on another table, for people to prod, poke and investigae. I didn't realise they were ours at the time, utnil the other table called the waitress over and told her they weren't theirs; she then came and plonked them down on our table and dashed away, without so much as an 'Enjoy your meal' or 'Sorry about the wait'.
Either way, I wasn't eating second hand pizza, so I politely called her over and told her that we wouldn't be eating the pizzas as they'd already been served to someone else. She sighed and asked why, so I raided my eyebrow at her in disbelief (cheeky of my I know, but meh). So, she said 'Well, we'll make you more then, but you'll be waiting for half an hour. I smiled, knowing full well that that was unacceptable, but i was sooooo hungry that day I'd tolerate it. Then, she strops off, and I see her whispering to the 'chef' at length and throwing filthy looks at us. I was quite sure that any pizza I'd be given after that would have some 'added extras'. So I waited until I saw him through the little window making pizzas, and when he disapeared out of sight to put it in the oven, my friend and I upped and left. Four wasted pizzas for their silliness.