I ordered one large pan pizza with a steak-slice topping and an additional order of chicken bits from the Domino's Pizza Pie Company. Not only did they bring me the wrong sauce (I asked for Blue, they brought Ranch, which doesn't even begin with the same letter), but they also told me that I hadn't paid, even though I did pay. I went inside to get my phone to prove I had paid, and in doing so, locked myself out of my apartment. I blame Domino's fully for this. I was not wearing shoes and had to call my roommate who was at a cool party several blocks away. He had to come all the way back to let me in, so that I could grab my slippers, walk to the party in my pajamas, and my friend and I got in a big argument about whether or not vegetables were invented by the government for tax purposes. It was the worst night of my life. Thanks Dominoes.