5/20/23 - (This is a copy of letter I sent to officials at Pizza Hut and Yum Brands)
Dear Pizza Hut Official:I am writing to you with the understanding that if you're not the correct person to explain things to, you shall see to it that this missive gets to the correct person, pronto.
This is a history of Pizza Hut delivery "service" and I would like to hear your comments and, if necessary, your rebuttals. What I write is entirely true
If I don't hear back from you within a reasonable time, say six weeks, I will assume that your company has no problem with what I said and will endorse and publicly concur with my history and analysis of your operation.
Some of the events I will relate occurred with Pizza Hut the corporation, either directly or by policy, and some with various franchise operations you foisted on us.
I don't recall the names of all the Pizza Hut attorneys, both corporate and franchise, but you'll be able to figure out their identities, I'm sure.
I have sued Pizza Hut three times and won all three, even the one in Federal Court during which, after your interference with my attorney without my knowledge or consent, Pizza Hut made a "secret" side deal with my lawyer who then quit after I refused to sign a non-disclosure deal. The details about this will follow.
Your original business model fell apart within a year of implementation. Your idea, a noble one, was to address the needs of a community of poor pizza eaters who would like the job but could not afford a vehicle. Your solution was to make small trucks with the Pizza Hut logo on the doors available to members of the community so they may share in the pleasures and profits of pizza delivery.
The idea was to avoid the hassles inherent with drivers who worked for Mom and Pop operations but that presented problems such as college students who had better things to do on Fridays and Saturdays, as well as folks whose vehicles were not reliable.
And then the reality of moral hazard kicked in. The situation developed in which the users of company vehicles had considerably more accidents and unsafe driving than those who used their own vehicles.
In 1989 Pizza Hut decided to phase out that part of its operation, completing the job in early 1990, returning to the doctrine of college students working part time and older second-jobbers.
That's where I came in.
Pizza Hut was one of the first national brands to enter the competitive field of local pizza delivery. Pizza baking and delivery is the quintessential small business, especially for some recent immigrants. All over America hundreds of thousands of small businesses served the tummies of the American populace, often giving a decent living to those employees, their families and descendants.
Then, with dollar $igns flashing before their eyes established enterprises such as Red Roofed Pizza Huts and newbies such as Dominoes and Papa Johns sprang up all over the place, displacing or destroying the Moms and Pops and during the late eighties and early nineties the race was on, with millions of dollars of TV ads flooding the collective consciousness of the American people.
That's when I got into Pizza Hut. Previously, after I graduated from George Washington University in 1979, as a lowly history major, smack in the middle of a recession, I grabbed the first job that allowed me to spend my afternoons at the beach, there in San Diego. It turned out to be a fairly well-paying job and I had worked my way through GWU instead of incurring crippling debt.
It was with "Etna's Pizza" run by brothers from Sicily. The area of San Diego that was covered was HUGE so many drivers were employed to cover it. Even though there was also a massive amount of violence and robberies no-one was killed. One driver was shot, two stabbed, one slammed by a sand-filled hose, two (both Boat People who had miraculously escaped from Viet Nam) were smashed in their faces by baseball bat wielding thugs hiding behind bushes, as well as other driver victims of various other strong armed violence.
The owner was a jerk and for our own safety and financial betterment we organized a Union, affiliated with the Teamsters Local 481, which also represented the workers at the nearby San Diego Zoo. I did the legwork for the organizing.
I can't say it went off without a hitch. There were eleven drivers, nine of whom signed the union authorization cards. I was fired the day the boss was presented with the prospect of a Union election occurring on his premises. He kept stuffing money into my shirt pocket telling me I can't work there anymore and I kept throwing the cash back on the counter telling him it was illegal to fire someone for his Union organizing activities. The following morning, at 8:30 am, the boss and his book-keeper showed up at my front door, paycheck in hand, and fired me in my own living room.
Then the Teamsters and the National Labor Relations Board (NLRB) got involved.
And then the boss went on a rampage, firing almost everyone who signed the cards. Interestingly, the one who did not get fired was my room-mate, Felty Yoder, who grew up in an Amish (they call themselves Mennonites) community in Indiana and who spoke a three hundred year old dialect of German. He had left the Sect to join the Marines where he served as a machine-gunner, mostly in the Philippines, for seven years.
He was also an incurable alcoholic who failed several interventions and was dismissed by the Marines as one of the very few who failed what is considered the toughest such program in the military, if not all society. But he was a heck-of-a-nice guy and the owner's little brother protected him. The other drivers had no such protection.
One who was fired for supporting the Union was a young sailor with an infant and a pregnant wife whose job in the Navy was to go out to sea with new recruits and help teach them the ways of ship-board duties, a boot-camp on the waves. He had worked for Etna's for a year, interrupted every two months by his national security duties. He was at sea for two months at a time and then cycled home without having to report to base for another two months, during which time he made extra money for his family doing pizza deliveries. He had always been excused by the boss for the two months at sea until he signed the Union card.
Then the next time he went to sea he informed the boss as usual but this time he was kept on the schedule and when he didn't show up for work for three days in a row, he was terminated. The boss terminated him with a telegram sent to his ship at sea.
Another second-jobber, who was a postal worker by day and delivered pizza at night, accompanied by his wife who offered physical protection and navigational help. They worked together as a team this way for over a year until he signed the Union card and was informed he could no longer have anyone in his car with him. Another guy was terminated after getting robbed and beaten. Another was in an accident on his way to work, just four blocks away, which wasn't his fault, but even though his car was only temporarily broken he was fired for not showing up for work. The boss got rid of another Union supporter, who was from Spain and whose student visa had expired. He was a student at nearby San Diego State studying film (San Diego State has an excellent film school) and he had won awards for his artistic efforts but had to leave the job to keep from getting deported. Pure extortion by management.
Of the two drivers who did not sign the card, one told me "I hate unions and I hate you." The other fellow explained, merely, "I hate unions." He was an older man named Marion Olar and was one of the most honest persons I have ever known. He voted against the Union when the time came but he also gave a sworn deposition to the NLRB which ended up winning the case for me.
The NLRB in San Diego was run by a pair of lawyers who had supported President Reagan in his campaign and this job was their reward. The chief one carefully explained to me that under labor law a single individual who curses out the boss or makes demands can be fired immediately. But if one or more workers stood with the complainer, even without saying a word, they had created an ad hoc Union recognized by law as if it were an "official" union.
The NLRB chief also said I was not likely to win the case even though about eight of my colleagues had given depositions at the NLRB, all in my favor, but that would not carry much, if any, weight simply because they were all know as Union supporters and thus not "credible."
Then one morning Mr. Olar, (we called him Mr. Marion) appeared at my front door and stated he knew the other guys had given their depositions and wanted to know when his turn would come. I said, "Mr. Marion, I thought you were against the Union." Mr. Marion replied: "Its true, I do hate unions, but I don't hate you. You shouldn't have been fired and I want to tell them WHY you shouldn't have been fired." I brought him downtown and he gave his deposition and because he had not signed the union card his testimony carried much more weight and the NLRB decided in my favor after Mr. Marion's testimony proved I was fired for my organizing activities.
Since such termination was illegal I got my job back, WITH back pay, (13 weeks worth.) The NLRB has a rule that tipped employees also get 10% extra to cover their lost tips. I protested, saying my tips were more like 40% of my pay and the NLRB chief replied: "You know you made 40% more in tips and I know you made 40% more in tips but we both know pizza drivers under-report their tips so we settle with 10%."
I pointed out that not only did I earn that extra 40% in tips, I declared it on my 1040 tax form and paid taxes on that income. He wanted to see my 1040 so I brought it in. He accepted my proof and added 40% more to the settlement which made the boss howl. The NLRB official then made copies of my tax return plus copies of both sides of my check to the IRS for over $1400, so I ended up with a nice little 13 week vacation, without losing a penny.
Luckily, I come from a Union family. My father was a proud twenty year veteran of the Uniformed Fire Fighters Association of the City of New York, an AFL-CIO affiliate. One of his relatives was a Teamster employed by Gulf Oil to deliver heating oil to homes from a facility in North Brooklyn that has been on the Superfund Clean Up site list since the Nixon Administration, and yes, my Uncle Bill died of cancer. Another was a welder and another never got a chance to join a union because he was killed by a German submarine. Three of my father's sisters were represented by the International Ladies Garment Workers Union. My grandfather worked for many years as a sandhog digging the East River and other tunnels in NYC and then became a coal miner up in Scranton.
One day his daughter visited him there and the same day the young son of Italian immigrants employed as a mail room clerk for the coal company went to Scranton on business and they met and fell in love. He was on the lowest rung of the corporate ladder but he ended up as the President of the Pittston Company, which was headquartered in the Chrysler Building. A coal miner's daughter who married the man who would become president of the coal company her father worked for. How often does that happen?
This little adventure with the NLRB and the IRS will figure prominently in pages that follow. What comes next is basically an account of a long term conspiracy to commit income tax fraud perpetrated by corporate Pizza Hut and various franchises of that company.
I lasted another four months at Etna's and we won the actual Union election 3-2, with mostly new employees voting as the ones who were fired couldn't get their jobs back. (The boss contested the votes of three former employees, and lost the challenge.) I was fired when a customer complained that I threw a container of spaghetti at her. What actually happened is that she ordered several dishes of food which were placed in paper bags. But juice from the food container had leaked out and made the paper bag soggy in a spot that caused the container to burst through the bag when I hoisted it up to hand it to the customer.
This was not my fault and I made another complaint to the NLRB and I still wish that I had made a recording of what the NLRB chief said to me about my second firing: "We have to be fair and even handed. You won the first time, now it is the boss's turn to win." Remember, he was a political appointee of a conservative administration. Only in America do we suffer from "even-handedness," that is actually "stack-the-deck."
I went on un-employment, as I did previously. (Previously, I had to pay back to the state the compensation I received during my 13 weeks of unemployment, which I did.) During this second period of unemployment I collected benefits which the boss opposed. There was a hearing at the Unemployment Insurance Appeals Board, which I won. The boss then went home to Sicily for a vacation where he died of a heart attack. (He was a swarthy individual with a single eyebrow, straight across, who actually foamed at the mouth when he was yelling at people.)
I then went to work for Etna's arch competitor, Little Italy, which was co-owned by a gentleman from the same town in Sicily that Etna's boss was from. They were fierce rivals, located just blocks apart and competing in the same wide area. Little Italy paid its drivers a fifty cent commission per delivery, which was one of our demands at Etna. The owner of Little Italy also used an illegal method of compensating the workers by claiming all the employees, including cooks, waitresses and even a Laotian gentleman who did cleaning, and, of course, the drivers, all of whom were not considered employees, but independent contractors.
By calling us "independent contractors" the boss paid below the minimum in cash without any with-holding, no social security, no workers comp. We had an altercation about this method and I was fired for it. Guess who won this confrontation. Hint: The good guy won. Drivers came and went and when I was fired I was the only non-Boat Person who was a driver.
I took the case to the California Bureau of Labor Standards and we had a hearing in which I put on my own case and the business had an attorney. I won. They appealed. Under the law the winning person is assigned a Labor Department lawyer who would represent him in an appeal to Municipal Court.
My lawyer was held up because of the length of his previous case so the person who was the chief lawyer for the Labor Department flew in from San Francisco to try my case. I had numerous witnesses and the Judge decided in my favor. I won and they appealed again to Superior Court, where the appeal was dismissed.
Meanwhile, while this was going on, I also had an action in court for wrongful termination, but which had nothing to do with the independent contractor situation. When I won the case in Muni Court I told my Vietnamese compatriots that the $1700 in compensation ordered by the Labor Department was also due to them. But it turned out that they were on welfare and working "under-the-table," and, afraid of losing their benefits, quit en masse leaving the boss with no drivers except family members.
Little Italy then filed a cross complaint against me accusing me of lying to the Boat People and causing them to quit. That went nowhere and I eventually won a significant settlement. I was later subpoenaed to testify about the independent contractor scheme. Little Italy later bought out Etna's.
But their businesses cratered because of the appearance of Pizza Hut on the local culinary scene, not because they treated their employees like shit. I know most businesses do not act like this toward their employees and so I happily assumed that Pizza Hut would be an honest and professional business because it had a business model and a bunch of educated executives to see it all runs smoothly and fairly.
Boy, was I ever wrong!
For a few years I had my own business in the field of delivery and installation of waterbeds. San Diego was the waterbed capital of America, if not the world, due to the heavy presence of Naval personnel, who happen to love waterbeds.
My business was centered on my confidence in my talent for properly installing waterbeds, which can be tricky, and dangerous. I was a sub-contractor for other businesses that sell and relocate waterbeds. I subcontracted with, and assumed the risk and responsibility on behalf of the Mayflower moving company which had a contract with the U.S. Navy. Mayflower was afraid of trusting a moving van worker to know how to properly build a waterbed, so I embraced the risk completely confident that my beds were safe and sturdy. Whenever a ship was moved to another base I either disassembled or reassembled the units, some of which had canopies with mirrors made from real glass that could shatter if the bed torques. I also did work for families who lived off-base or in family housing at Camp Pendleton Marine Corp Base, where I saw with my own eyes the squalor of military family housing.
Most of my income was from a local waterbed chain with seven stores in San Diego County, but they went bankrupt and I went to Pizza Hut, which had recently appeared in my neighborhood. I fit right in. My boss, Jeff Pruss, was one of my best bosses ever, but he left to take a job at Corporate because he had ambitions to go up the Pizza Hut ladder. I hope he did well.
After Jeff left the new manager and all the sub managers had to take polygraph tests because of a theft from the store safe overnight of much moola, but everyone passed. It was an enduring mystery. The new boss abandoned Jeff's practice of avoiding certain areas where crime was rampant and drivers regularly assaulted.
One fellow who worked there was a recent immigrant from Ukraine who went on a delivery run and got hit in the head and robbed of his money and pizza but he thought such things were common in America so he just went on to his next delivery. He was bleeding badly from his forehead where he was struck and, believe it or not, his next customer called and complained that he was disgusting, appearing at her door with blood all over his face. When he returned to the Pizza Hut store the manager on duty totally ignored his injury and instead bawled him out because he went to someone's door while bleeding. Welcome to America, Yuri!
Soon after that my father died and I inherited his condo so I moved to West Palm Beach where I knew I could get a job at Pizza Hut. And then the shit hit the fan. Pizza Hut incontrovertibly revealed what it is, and it isn't pretty.
I am going to make the case that all the greed and tax dishonesty were a product of the work of Pizza Hut President Bill Cobb. I worked at Pizza Hut starting in San Diego in 1989 and ending in West Palm Beach in 2005. I do not know the exact dates of his presidency so please tell me the exact dates that Bill Cobb led Pizza Hut. Also, please tell me the composition of the Boards of Directors during the period of Bill Cobb.
This is important to ascertain just how culpable Mr. Cobb is to the incredible greed and massive income tax fraud perpetrated during his time in control as well as the just plain lies he uttered at the expense of Pizza Hut employees.
This is also very pertinent to me because of a fluke in timing that involves Mr. Cobb. I was fired by Pizza Hut for complaining too much the day before Thanksgiving, 2005, and then went to work for H&R Block the following January. (I had worked for H&R Block in its quality control department several years earlier and worked for them for a total of nine tax seasons.)
It turns out that Mr. Cobb left his Presidency of Pizza Hut and went to become President at H&R Block at around the same time that I switched jobs between the same companies. I remember he brought along his pet rat from Pizza Hut to Block and was the only official who did not publish his email on the Myblock website.
But he allowed ILLEGAL tax practices at both companies, allowing widespread cheating on income tax involving both pizza driver tips and the free perk at Block of getting our own taxes prepared. According to a letter I received from a lawyer in Block's Kansas City headquarters I was informed that Block employees are REQUIRED by law to pay taxes on this perk. But in nine years I never, nor did any of my colleagues ever, pay such a tax. It would have crossed my desk and it would have irritated the tax pros.
Do the math. Fifteen tax pros per office times the number of offices, both corporate and franchise, with none of them collecting the "required" taxes, times the number of years this has been going on. A rough estimate I did once seems to show that Block has failed to collect these "required" taxes to the tune of $20,000,000!
My office had around 15 tax prep professionals, one of about thirty offices in Palm Beach County, not counting two owned by franchisees. (About 40% of Block offices are franchise owned but there is no noticeable difference between franchise and corporate stores. Logos and the contracts are identical but corporate does not inform the public that corporate has a deal with franchise operators that prohibits corporate from interfering in franchise practices. We got many complaints about the two non-corporate stores and we had to tell the aggrieved customers that we cannot correct their problems or give orders to the franchise operators to follow the rules.)
It is my opinion that Pizza Hut corporate has a similar deal with its own franchisees. Is that something Mr. Cobb came up with, or do such agreements precede his term in the Presidency?
I did not do taxes but was offered the job of office manager if I were to take the basic tax prep course, but I chose to do regular office duties, which means everything except tax prep, and spend my summers in the Adirondacks. My Block title was "Client Services Coordinator."
Now Mr. Cobb no longer leads Block and I want to turn him and your company in to the proper authorities and the Court of Public Opinion for this massive cheating scam against honest American taxpayers, costing millions in lost tax revenue.
My career at Block began after I was fired by Pizza Hut in West Palm Beach. The year was 2006 and that was the nadir of public trust of the activities at a Block yearning and striving to make every profit possible. There was a big scandal and I was instructed to read a script whenever anyone called to enquire.
It is difficult to remember the exact years in which a particular scandal erupted, including 2007 and 2008 which both had deep public relations problems. Please give me details about which scandals happened when so I can be completely accurate. The tax pros were all professional and honest but they did respond to the bonuses Block gave them for being enthusiastic salespeople milking the customers for every last cent they could.
For example, one year there were four money making opportunities for the pro to talk the client into paying for. I remember, however, one pro was elated and celebratory when she hit what was called a "grand slam" when she sold the customer all four of the profit making extras.
A further example of the Cobb crazed regime occurred, I think, in 2010 in which all the front desk workers, the receptionists, were denied a chair in which to sit and had to stand up all day. This was prompted by a survey Block conducted under the leadership of Mr. Cobb, who obviously was looking for a scapegoat to convince the shareholder why the share price and public perception about Block's integrity had fallen into a deep decline and needed to find someone to blame.
The survey asked numerous questions about why customers departed the store before having their taxes done. I knew the answer as we all did, that there were not enough desks to accommodate all the customers who got tired of waiting and walked out. But because of all the scandals Block needed a scapegoat and the survey spotted one.
Why the question was even in the survey was a real head scratcher but it seems that it served its purpose. The survey asked the customers who left why they left and one of the choices was, believe it or not, because the receptionist was sitting down.
Really. I am not kidding. Block had to go through the motions of explaining to its shareholders the problems were not caused by the actions and greed of Bill Cobb's minions but rather because the "Client Services Professionals' were seated and that annoyed the public. So they took away our chairs which convinced the morons at Block and among the investors that customers bailed because of seated receptionists.
No one ever asked why all the other businesses that had allowed their receptionists to sit down did not lose potential customers, and we thought the sight of a tall recep, like me, standing up with legs spread far akimbo and leaning over the desk, obviously uncomfortable, would in itself scare away customers. Not to mention trying to write while leaning on your elbows.
This rule was in force for only that year and the next year things were back to normal with the executives happy they pulled one over on the stock holders the prior year and the employees even more convinced that Corporate was filled with jerks.
Not being able to leave well enough alone corporate threw another hand-grenade at us. This time they thought it would be a great idea to have all incoming calls forwarded to a call center, in Arizona, after the phone rang a single time in the local office. The phone would ring and the pros were with customers and I'm in the back room filing or doing other jobs and cannot get to the phone at the front desk before it was switched to a gaggle of morons who were hired to answer it in Arizona.
They had no tax knowledge what-so-ever and merely took names and numbers and then sent that info to our office by email, where we had to call back the customer, who often complained that this new process was annoying and needless. So we lost more customers simply because they could not reach the office where they have long known their tax pros and trusted them and could picture them and would have been happy to let the phone ring a few times just to jettison the Arizonan group of incompetents and get to talk to someone they knew and trusted.
But back In 1991 I started working at a storefront Pizza Hut in Palm Beach Gardens after relocating from San Diego. The boss there was really impressed by my work as I knew the area and its shortcuts well. But she soon left and another boss took over and immediately hated how I kept comparing them to the store run by Mr. Pruss. She looked for an excuse to fire me and found one when someone complained I honked at him when he drifted into my lane. I had a sign on my roof with the store phone number and he, using one of those new-fangled mobile phones, tried to impress my manager by telling her he was driving a new Mercedes, and lied that I cut him off.
That was all she needed to fire me but instead claimed I was fired because I refused to register my car in Florida and continued using my California plates. I had a Florida license but refused to register my car there because Florida made newly arrived residents pay a special tax of $400+ while registration for natives was only $25. I believed this to be un-Constitutional and refused to comply.
Palm Beach County Pizza Hut had recently been blessed with the arrival of one Art Ketterer who had been promoted from his job in Phoenix and had sold his house there and moved to WPB where he bought a new house.
After being fired I applied for un-employment compensation but Pizza Hut opposed this and filed with the Florida unemployment department to deny my benefits. Mr. Ketterer appeared at the hearing and tried to defeat me but the hearing officer, citing the "deportment and demeanor" of the participants, found in my favor.
Shortly thereafter the boss, Ms. Stier, was fired for embezzlement and Mr. Ketterer suddenly stopped working for Pizza Hut, sold his house and moved back to Phoenix. Please tell me the EXACT circumstances of his sudden exit.
A few years later the Florida Supreme Court ruled that the new resident car tax was un-Constitutional and ordered refunds for those who paid it.
At that time I still had California plates and things got real interesting.
I spotted a Pizza Hut delivery driver in a car with North Carolina plates and I asked him how he managed to have out of state plates and not get fired as I had been. He said that was not an issue so I called a Pizza Hut store, told them my story and was invited to rejoin the team at a Red Roof on 45th Street, WPB.
The person who invited me back had just been promoted from store manager to area manager and I got a new manager in a store closer to my home named Don Pilgrim, who was a treasure. He was very competent and decent and he was the first of 11(I think) managers who would cycle through that store during my 13 year tenure there. I was very popular with most of them and had a reputation for being extremely reliable.
Mr. Pilgrim left to take a job in Knoxville working for American Huts Inc., a franchise operator. Here's a timeline of my experiences at corporate Pizza Hut, which includes various lies and "bait and switches" as well as the tax fraud that seem to be the calling card of Mr. Cobb.
When I had my waterbed business I was self employed and paid both ends of my social security tax obligations. When I lost the business I was drawn to Pizza Hut both because of my prior experience at delivery in that neighborhood and because Pizza Hut had enacted certain perks and benefits that were designed to attract older, more mature and reliable drivers. I leaped at the opportunities they offered.
Most importantly, Pizza Hut offered health insurance through Aetna and as I was getting older, but staying very physically active while uninsured, this offer really hit the spot. With decent, affordable health insurance I felt I could combine my frugal lifestyle with decent income and get to sleep eight hours every night since I wasn't scheduled to work until 11AM, and I was definitely a night owl.
Pizza Hut also enticed workers to drive for them because they had a program called "Accident Free Hours Bonus," in which drivers received regular checks from Pizza Hut upon reaching certain numbers of hours without a chargeable accident.
For example: If we worked 50 hours with no accident we got $50. Then $100. Then $250. Then $500. Then $1000. And so on up to 30,000 hours, (approximately 15 years, full time,) when we would receive a BRAND NEW CAR!!!!
Well, this is Pizza Hut making those promises so guess what? No one EVER received a brand new car because Pizza Hut suddenly ended the program thereby lying to and cheating its entire fleet of drivers.
We trusted Pizza Hut and Pizza Hut screwed us. And got away with it.
Please tell me exactly who was responsible for stabbing us in the back. Was it Mr. Cobb, by any chance?
Pizza Hut got what it wanted, good, reliable drivers and then when Pizza Hut got what it wanted it pulled out the rug from under us and a big reason loyal drivers worked for them was gone. Is this because Pizza Hut planned to do so from the very beginning of the program or did greed overtake Pizza Hut and its investors as time moved on?
Did you know the New Testament says: "Love of money is the root of all evil."? Did you know "love of money" is another word for "greed?" Why does Pizza Hut reject the Bible? What do you hope to gain, besides wealth? I believe Pizza Hut is obviously evil. Do you agree, and if not, why not?
But that is only part of it. Pizza Hut also gave us the promise of decent and affordable health insurance.
Would you care to speculate if Pizza Hut ever came through with its promise to provide its loyal and reliable drivers decent and affordable health insurance? Can Pizza Hut ever be considered trustworthy?
I'll give you a hint: Hell NO!
Is this more of the handiwork of Mr. Cobb?
Me and countless other workers bought into the lies of a company that puts greed ahead of its integrity.
Please inform me of any case in which Pizza Hut did ANYTHING that can be viewed as exhibiting honesty, integrity and common decency. Do you believe that actions like these are anywhere near our traditional American values?
But I soldiered on. The money was ok and I worked mostly daylight hours but I had a certain problem. South Florida is the kidney stone capital of America and with my active lifestyle and chronic dehydration caused by all the free Pepsi products I got at work, my body became a factory for kidney stones.
My first kidney stone operation under Aetna cost $23,000 of which the insurance paid $19,000. My second kidney stone operation under Aetna cost $23,000 of which the insurance paid $19,000.
For each of these I paid $4,000. I was happy and relieved.
My third kidney stone operation occurred AFTER Pizza Hut cancelled our good insurance.
This cancelation occurred when the company-owned stores in Palm Beach County were sold to a franchise operator from Tennessee called American Huts. I think it would be more accurate if it were called unAmerican Huts.
We had no idea this would happen. There was no warning. Suddenly we were sold out to a franchisee who immediately cancelled our insurance because he "couldn't afford it." That was the excuse.
Please explain to me, in detail, why this sale was allowed after Pizza Hut had promised its employees decent, affordable health insurance which worked fine for several years. If unAmerican Huts couldn't afford to carry out the promise why did Pizza Hut agree to the sale? Sounds like more greed. Sounds like Bill Cobb.
So, I soon learned, kidney stones are considered a "pre-existing" condition even if I didn't actually have one. After a period of post-Cobra I was forced to take a Blue Cross individual policy that cost me $850 every two months. Many older Pizza Hut employees with other conditions lost their healthcare, even including appointments already made. Many single moms also lost their family protection. All because of the greed inherent in modern capitalism and permeating Pizza Hut, ADF Companies, Yum Brands and Pepsico.
Who in the aforementioned groups told the actual lies? I want to know why and how corporations can so easily lie to and cheat their employees.
Does Pizza Hut and its partners endorse this greed as something that can be considered pro American?
Well, the guy who owned un-American Huts wanted to become a member of Donald Trump's new golf club in West Palm Beach. He couldn't afford the health insurance but was able to afford the $200,000 fee for him and his wife that the Trump club charged for life membership. So he embezzled the money from the corporation called Pizza Hut. They found out and he was sent to prison. But We the People of Pizza Hut never got our health insurance back. It was gone forever.
If you look at the case file in the West Palm Beach courthouse you can see a videotape of the un-American owner spiriting documents out the back door after midnight but we still were not given back our insurance.
The file also has a letter written by Pizza Hut Corporate to the Trump organization explaining the embezzlement and requesting a refund from Trump. Trump wrote back that the contract clearly states that ALL sales are final and un-refundable.
A compromise was reached in which the un-American guy and his wife surrendered their "life" memberships to…….wait for it……..ADF companies, the new owner! This Trump deal made the membership transferable to various New Jersey ADF executives who then engaged in trips to sunny Florida to "inspect" their properties and then enjoy golf and other activities in Trumpland.
A steady parade of ADF officials came through our store, each of whom had a contract that required decent health insurance and they went through the motions of making their trip appear to be business related, but was actually just a vacation at taxpayer expense.
One time an ADF executive visited my store and asked me how I was doing. I then recited a litany of abuse and lies from Pizza Hut and ADF which only resulted in a manager telling me that I had "embarrassed" the whole store. Nobody else mentioned how Pizza Hut and un-American Huts and ADF embarrassed the concept of capitalism as well as truth, justice and the American way.
Please tell me how much money has been contributed to the political efforts of Donald Trump and his right-wingers by Pizza Hut and its executives and major shareholders, by ADF Companies, by Yum Brands and it predecessor Tri-Con, and by their various executives and shareholders, and by Pepsico and its executives and shareholders.
Pepsico seems to be a major purveyor of the rot and greed by buying Pizza Hut in a spree of acquisitions to force fast food outlets to sell Pepsi products. It managed to get Burger King to abandon Coca Cola for a while but business then fell precipitously and Burger King switched back to Coca Cola due to public demand. Pepsico then bought up Pizza Hut, Taco Bell and KFC in order to sell its highly profitable soft drink products to a "captive" clientele.
Also, please tell me how many Pizza Hut employees and ex-employees have suffered bankruptcies or permanent financial injuries as a result of these selfish actions by the executives of Pizza Hut, et al. What, exactly, has Bill Cobb done to further the greed and social incompetence of these companies? Is this type of behavior pervasive among the three brands or is Pizza Hut alone the carrier and victim of such poisonous practices?
What does your company have to say about the replacement health insurance that ADF Companies of Fairfield, N.J. now gives to their employees. The last I heard was when we were offered a health plan for which we would pay about $700 per year to get coverage totaling only $1000, unless we lucked out and got cancer in which case our total benefit would double to $2000. Who, exactly, profited from this "insurance" plan? Who owned it?
Please tell me of the mirth and merriment exhibited by your executives and shareholders when they heard that ADF's plan was so ridiculously absurd it was like a skit from Monty Python's Flying Circus.
After ADF took over things went even further downhill because when Yum Brands is involved NOTHING is impossible no matter how crazy and harmful. Greed is the word of the day, week, month, period, and year and nobody is aiding and protecting the little guy who is just innocently sitting there awaiting the next outrageous attack against his traditional American rights.
I was there when ADF started its cost cutting program which had nothing to do with making things better for its employees. In Florida, regular people are utterly lost when it comes to protecting their rights and well being. They have been brainwashed by the Corporate State into a mindless submission to the corporations.
Does your company and/or its executives give contributions to Gov. DeInsanity and his cohorts?
I struck a blow for law-and-order one night when I worked the closing shift. We locked the front door at 11pm and opened the safe but I still made deliveries through the side door, which had a code pad to let us in. This particular night I returned from a delivery to find a man running toward me from the back gripping a shot gun. As soon as I spotted him I ran back to my car and started it up but he pulled me out at gunpoint.
"Open the door, open the door," he kept shouting but I had left my car running and the gear lever in reverse so my car started backing up toward some parked cars and he changed his tune to "stop the car, stop the car," as he continued pointing the weapon at me. I jumped back in and he held the shot gun above his head while standing directly under a parking lot light that illuminated the area for dozens of cars owned by people reveling in a near-by sports bar.
No-one sitting by the windows even saw him but I just ducked down and drove away. The gunman ran back to his car but I managed to maneuver to a spot right behind him and followed him for several miles, until I lost him in traffic. When the police arrived where I lost him, he went driving by right in front of us.
I said: "That's him!" and the officer jumped in his patrol car and chased him. The robber turned a corner and ditched the car and hid the shot gun in some bushes, (it was loaded,) but I could not identify the suspect so they let him go without even checking for fingerprints or DNA.
There were many things the police did not do and I hoped the Pizza Hut officials would interview me and discover what and how it went wrong, but not a single Pizza Hut official contacted me, ever, and all I heard was that the night manager, Theresa, (whose husband was a Palm Beach County Deputy Sheriff and whom came right over,) was super nervous and kept saying she would have gotten killed and that she loved me for not letting the gunman in.
No one else at Pizza Hut said anything at all about the incident but I'm sure they were happy no money was lost. But no lessons were learned because ADF and Pizza Hut are real sluggish in protecting their employees.
There was an area manager named Mark Tobe who was called by my manager at the time to fix a particularly bad rat problem in the dumpster area behind the 45th Street store. Believe me, Mark Tobe was no Don Pilgrim.
When a similar problem raised its ugly head early in my years at that store, I brought Mr. Pilgim's attention to the matter and he fixed it, pronto.
Additionally to driving, my job included cashier, phone orders, dishes and grounds keeping. Being south Florida the grounds were often wet. Very wet. There was a drainage canal behind the parking lot behind the store and dumpster area.
The dumpster was surrounded on three sides by a seven foot tall concrete wall with a gate on wheels to accommodate the dumpster and its emptying. But the walls did not permit water to drain away and the concrete ground was uneven so when it rained the area flooded. (After big storms people swarmed the parking lot catching catfish by hand.)
Homeless people peed and pooped behind the dumpster and when it rained it all mixed together and we had to wade, sometimes ankle deep, to get to the dumpster. So I suggested to Mr. Pilgrim that a hole be drilled so excess water would drain into the drainage canal and keep our shoes dry and clean.
Mr. Pilgim immediately recognized the problem and within a week a drain pipe was installed. It worked fine for years but I hadn't anticipated that leaves and other debris would get in and clog the drain and we should have put in a screen at the hole's entrance to catch the debris. I missed that possibility and a few years later it stopped doing its job of draining but by that time Mark Tobe was in charge of the area and the new manager called him to get permission to get a rooter to clear it out.
Tobe showed up and refused to pay to clean it and the filth began piling up, getting on our shoes and carried into the store where it dried and turned into airborne dust, settling, no doubt on our food products. I should have called the health department but was afraid, justifiably, of getting fired.
At the same time Tobe saw a second dumpster, painted yellow, nearby, that was exclusively for recycling flattened cardboard boxes and that cost $35 per month to get picked up. He cancelled the use of that dumpster altogether and thus increased his bonus by going under his month's budget.
The collection company was particular in keeping non cardboard items out of it and that was one of my tasks to climb in and keep it clean and flatten the boxes. Tobe cancelled all the recycling at all his stores but didn't bother to increase the regular garbage collection from two days to three or more days to compensate for the loss of the cardboard bin.
That meant the dumpster was overflowing constantly and garbage fell out when the dumpster was poured into a truck and collected. All the boxes were piled next to it by the night crew who weren't permitted to stay outside for long during the hours of darkness. The boxes were left out piled next to the dumpster for me to flatten in the morning.
These boxes became a staircase for hungry rats. Once I peered into the bin on my tippy toes and a huge smelly rat was glaring at me just inches from my nose. I used a metal pole to kill dozens of rats but was too squeamish to pick up the bodies and throw into the dumpster, so I asked a cook to do the honors and he did so, cheerfully.
When it rained I would flatten out the boxes but instead of stuffing them into the dumpster I just piled layers of cardboard on top of each other until a dry pathway was created. My manager, who sometimes forged my name, explicitly ordered me to stop doing that and I explicitly told him to pick up the wet cardboard himself. And he did. Barehanded!
Mark Tobe was employed by ADF Companies which made world wide headlines in 2006 when a KFC/Taco Bell store it owned on Sixth Avenue in NYC was filmed being over run by rats climbing on tables inside the store.
Why does your company tolerate such things? Rats are off limits in polite company so why does your company allow such situations to develop? Why can't you just do things that need to be done and stop being so greedy and giving bonuses like those Mark Tobe got for saving the company all that money by eliminating the cardboard collectors?
The public does not enjoy seeing such things as rats and filth. Tobe eventually got fired for not supervising the bank deposits for a whole week when a manager in a different store just kept it all and fled with the loot to the Bahamas.
ADF is an absolute disgrace. It is physically dirty and has a hostile attitude to the employees all down the line.
On two occasions my manager signed my name to some documents. It was not a case of fraud, he just did it to hurry things along when I was unavailable to sign. It backfired and led to one of my successful lawsuits against Pizza Hut.
The manager had seen me slip and fall while carrying heavy pans and when I went on a delivery he filled out the accident report but said I injured my back when I actually ripped a muscle on my front ribcage. He signed my name and when the pain persisted for several weeks I went to an emergency room for treatment but the store insurance refused to pay the $9000 charge because they were told I injured my back but was treated for a rib injury.
Shortly thereafter Hurricane Wilma hit and my (underperforming) store was permanently closed, even though it was not badly damaged. I visited it a few days after the storm and there was no visible damage or leaking. ADF just claimed it was irreparably destroyed in order to take advantage of the "loss of use" insurance. In legal parlance that is called "insurance fraud."
Then I got a notice that I owed the hospital $9000 and when I called the insurance company I was told since it was a simple clerical error and all I needed to do was have the manager correct his report. But the manager had been put on unpaid leave due to the store closing and refused to do anything to fix my problem. (I was transferred to a different store.) Then the new area manager, named Livingston Hurlston told me he had spent the whole day on the phone fixing my problem and if I got any bills to just ignore them.
I did as he told me to do and a few months later was turned over to a collections agency. It went on my record as a "paid collection" when it was no such thing. (I had and have a perfect credit score.) So I sued and ADF lost thousands and hated me all because the official in Fairfield, N.J. refused to check the forged signature against my real signature with which I endorse my checks.
The guy I dealt with at the ADF home office was utterly hostile and nasty and unhelpful and that all led to a very large legal bill, just one of three cases I filed against them, which led to my firing even though the agreement explicitly said I would not be retaliated against like that.
Another case involved a hernia I suffered by picking up a heavy, overfilled barrel of discarded dough. That was the hernia patch that later was recalled due to poor design but when I made my claim to replace it (the hernia had spread around the patch,) ADF denied it because I was supposed to have made the claim within a year of the operation. How was I to know? My claim was six months late and, after litigation, ADF paid the bill for a proper patch, (plus legal fees.)
The major case I had against Pizza Hut and ADF was in Federal Court (06-0002) and my lawyer was an incompetent and a crook who collaborated with your lawyers against me.
This was a case that had its roots for several years in the past. Corporate Pizza Hut, or ADF (I never found out which,) had rigged the bookkeeping system to occasionally skip a few deliveries that the drivers made and thus not pay them their $1 commission for that delivery.
Every day every driver is issued a "bank" of $20 with which to make change. After his shift the computer totaled up his deliveries: if he made twenty deliveries he was paid $20, a very simple process. But many drivers, including me, were shorted with regularity and given credit for, say, only 15 deliveries.
In many of these cases the drivers didn't keep track and didn't notice the shortage. Sometimes the shortage was significant and when they were paid only $5 for twenty deliveries they brought it to the manager's attention. The manager ran a program that listed each delivery the driver made and then the missing amount was paid to the driver. But only if he asked.
Because many drivers did not keep records they were at the mercy of the computer (and whoever programed it to steal their earnings). There was NEVER a case in which a driver got more than he was due, only less.
I kept careful records and always noticed the discrepancies and alerted the manager on duty. I also ALWAYS suggested they inform corporate and they always said they did, but got no relief or response. I began collecting paper copies of these occurrences and in a year or so collected over 30, just in my payments.
I warned the other drivers to be alert for this but I fear many missed it by not keeping records, especially Spanish speakers. I believe Pizza Hut/ADF knew about and loved the illicit profits the faulty computer program gave them. For over a year our complaints allegedly went up the line to no avail and nothing was ever fixed.
I have no idea how many Pizza Hut employees were defrauded by Pizza Hut/ADF management, but I was the one who was on top of it and took action.
I sued these entities in Federal Court but I was supposed to be just a placeholder until others came forward with actual damages. I had no actual damages because I always caught the error and so I was to be the lead plaintiff in a class action but I was the only one who did not suffer actual monetary loss.
We never found out about the others because my lawyer was just "on the take" and wanted to make a quick buck but not to fix anything or help other, real victims of this scheme.
I had been fired weeks earlier because of my complaints but the manager made up a problem he blamed on me instead of addressing my complaints. The true cause of my firing was instigated by the methods of manager bonuses. I usually worked in Red Roofs which had a different method of bonus than the storefront where I was transferred after Hurricane Wilma.
Pizza Hut grants employees a 25 cent "raise" every year and since I worked there 14 years my pay rate was three and a half dollars MORE per hour than anyone else. That meant my new manager, Kevin Goldstein, was losing out on bonus money because of my significantly higher rate, plus I was very valuable and reliable and scooped up gobs of overtime pay, even being scheduled with overtime, which further eroded his bonus. Goldstein hated the idea that I got so much more for doing essentially the same job others could do at minimum wage.
Pizza Hut tried to compensate loyal drivers and management tried to get rid of them for a higher bonus.
The lawyer was supposed to find other victims and enter them into the suit but I spent the summer in NYC as a fundraiser and driver for a group of fund raisers for the Democratic National Committee. The DNC required its drivers have clean records and since most of those employed there were students or recent graduates with lots of tickets, the DNC couldn't use the expensive Chrysler Pacifica that they leased and stored in a Manhattan garage at $48 per day.
When I took the job I brought the car home to my safe neighborhood in Queens, saving the DNC $336 per week and picked up my crew every day at 2pm, drove to a distant, but affluent, suburb and returned to the office by 10pm.
While I was in NYC I kept in touch with my lawyer, Brett Elam, via email. Elam boasted to me his best friend at the University of Mississippi Law School, was currently employed in the Office of Dickie Scruggs, a famous plaintiff's lawyer who in the following year went to prison for trying to bribe a judge. That firm rejected my case saying I had no true damages but Elam kept it going to fatten his eventual payoff, while endangering my economic well being.
At one point Elam told me I had to attend a mediation meeting about the case in Miami and I had to take three days off to attend but it was cancelled because I won the case, as Elam put it. But actually he just blew the case and set me up for damages I would have to pay Pizza Hut/ADF because of a quirk in procedures in the Southern District of Florida.
He also said I HAD to sign a non-disclosure agreement that I opposed and refused to the point that Elam quit the case when I refused to agree. When he quit we had a telephone conference call involving me and Elam, the Pizza Hut lawyer and the Judge, Linnea Johnson, who warned me I needed to bone up on rules of procedure if I was to put on the case myself.
I also read her an email Elam sent to me saying only wonderful things would happen if I signed the papers, and I asked if that were true. The Judge immediately said "No," and the Pizza Hut lawyer laughed and said "Nope." But there were things going on behind the scenes I didn't know about and Elam told me "their lawyer is teaching me a lot of new things." I wished he had already known those things.
Elam also wanted me to sign a contract agreeing to his change of law firms which I refused to do because he wouldn't explain to me why our original contract, in which he was supposed to receive 40% of my settlement, was turned on its head and he ended up with $5000 while I was to get $1500. He said that when I send in the signed form he'd explain it all and he concluded: "I promise."
As soon as he got that paper he quit the case. His "promises" were no better that the promises of Pizza Hut. Birds of a feather screw innocent people together.
I also mentioned to the Judge that I remembered signing an agreement with Pizza Hut to not sue them, but go to arbitration. (Pizza Hut never, EVER provided copies to employees of the various papers they were forced to sign.)
The arrogance of your company is unlimited. You are willing to do anything to take advantage of us. Upon hearing this memory the Judge ordered the Pizza Hut lawyer to transfer the case to arbitration but then the lawyer was fired by ADF and a new one, from WPB, installed, who totally ignored the order by the judge concerning the arbitration clause. I think Pizza Hut did this to keep the case in Federal Court where I would probably have to pay the legal bills of the defendants.
I made a number of motions, all of which were rejected, but saved the big gun for last: I made a motion requesting the Judge enforce her order to switch the case to arbitration and she complied and that way I was released from having to pay defendant's bills, and also non-disclosure agreements were not allowed.
I hired a blind lawyer who blew the case because he did not bring up other issues, such as wrongful termination, which he claimed would only confuse the arbitrator. I lost the case and the arbitrator said that if we had brought up these other issues I could have won.
But before this happened I had received a written offer to settle from the ADF lawyer in Sarasota, Nick Joshi. (The Pizza Hut lawyer, the laugher, was from Tampa.)
Joshi wrote to me they would pay me $6500 to settle, and given the daunting circumstances of a trial, I bit the bullet and agreed. Joshi came to WPB and met with me at my H&R Block office and he agreed to a surprisingly important change I proposed: In a line that originally said "I agree to not say anything about this case" he accepted my change to read "I agree to not say anything UNTRUE about this case." A significant change for sure and I was delighted. I never had any intention to lie about these things, as they are utterly true and delicious in their obvious greed-filled corporate dishonesty. Yum!
Then Joshi pulled a classic "bait and switch" in which he said ADF would only pay me $1500 and the other $5000 would be paid to Elam. Forty pieces of silver, in other words. He explained that Elam had to be paid.
But I knew the law says if a lawyer VOLUNTARILY leaves a case he deserves no compensation. Joshi was a liar! The settlement contract stated I had a week to change my mind of which I took great advantage. I signed and then the next day withdrew my action, thus opening up the opportunity to switch to the arbitration that ADF believed that the Judge and I had forgotten.
Joshi also told me that he was planning to lunch that day with my prior lawyer, Lyle Masnikof, who had won my previous two cases. This all seems to be significant tampering by Pizza Hut/ADF with my lawyers being unjustly rewarded to get me in line.
My question is: Whatever happened to the situation of drivers getting cheated, which is what the class action was supposed to be all about? Please reveal to me all the maneuvering Pizza Hut/ADF had done to cheat the drivers and did those companies ever go back over the records and reimburse the thousands of drivers who were affected by the fraud inducing computer program?
Please, yes or no: Were those drivers ever reimbursed for the fraud and was the program ever corrected?
Or did you continue doing the same thing knowing you could get away with it?
My firing the day before Thanksgiving, after an incident in which a school classroom had ordered pies on a Friday morning but when I delivered them I had to wait, without explanation, in the school office for 20 minutes until the end of the period, even though I had many more deliveries to do as usually happens on Fridays. I complained to the school secretary who said I was very rude and called Goldstein to complain and who used the incident as the excuse to fire me and increase his bonus before Christmas.
Livingston Hurlston, who had known me for many years (he both preceded and succeeded Mark Tobe,) supervised my firing.
I had the last laugh because Hurlston was soon demoted, permanently, to manage a single store and did so until retiring last year. I do not know the exact pay managers and area supervisors received, but if it is $30,000 per year difference between the positions, my firing cost Hurlston 16 years of reduced pay amounting to around a half million dollars! And all because of the greed of Goldstein.
My parting gift also got Kevin Goldstein fired. First he was demoted to manager of the Belle Glade store, a graveyard for incompetent managers on their way out.
It seems Goldstein had done something completely improper and I reported it to certain involved individuals who complained vociferously about Goldstein's actions.
Goldstein's good friend, a garbage truck driver named Richard, also worked as a lunch driver after he finished his garbage collecting route every day and knew the secret codes used by many apartment complexes to let in garbage trucks through the gates. There are no guards in eight complexes which used locked gates and people had to line up in their cars to use an intercom to inform the customer who would buzz us in. To avoid long waits on lines Goldstein made those codes available to the drivers on a list he kept on the store wall.
These complexes did not appreciate the way the codes were given out to drivers which threatened the safety and security of the residents. Then Goldstein was fired. I sure am glad I wrote those letters informing the complexes of how Pizza Hut cheated and threatened the safety and security of thousands of families, just to make Goldstein's bonus bigger.
Seventeen paragraphs ago I mentioned that Pizza Hut never, ever gave copies of what employees signed EXCEPT in one instance when ADF did so. And it was a doozy.
That paper was about our duty to report our tip income on the check-out screen every day when we ended our shifts. It said we had to fill in the amount of tips and I did so. It also said that Pizza Hut was REQUIRED BY LAW to give this information to the IRS. Various managers told me this was to assure we get credit for social security earnings but when I wrote to the Social Security Administration they replied that not a cent that Pizza Hut was required by law to report to the IRS actually got reported.
The plot thickens.
It seems that Pizza Hut and ADF have engaged in long term and pervasive tax fraud in which drivers lost many dollars. Many drivers under report their tips by filling the form with $1 but, as I related earlier, I kept records and declared my tips on the line that says: "wages, tips and other compensation."
My Congressperson has copies of my tax forms for the years I had tip income and I can prove I declared and paid taxes on about $100,000 of tip income. Yet not one cent of that was reported to the IRS as Pizza Hut is REQUIRED BY LAW to do and this has resulted in a loss of about $300 per month from my social security checks.
I was cheated by Pizza Hut and so were many other honest workers. My case is especially egregious since I had forgotten to pick up my final paycheck when I was fired in November, 2005. I had worked for them for 14 years and they knew my address and phone number but I was never sent MY MONEY nor informed that I had not picked it up. ADF retained my check for almost TEN YEARS before they got spooked by a letter from the Social Security Administration about their not reporting my tip income as they were REQUIRED to under the law.
Instead of complying with the law they sent me a letter asking if my current address was where they should send my old check. Why does Pizza Hut/Yum Brands allow thieves like ADF to get away with ignoring their duties under the law?
So, if Pizza Hut is required by law to report this income to the IRS, why did it NEVER do so? Is Pizza Hut really so crooked and so stupid that it thinks no-one will ever find out the truth?
What did you do with MY MONEY that you stole from me by not informing the IRS and SSA as you are required to do under law?? What did you do with all the other money you stole from the drivers, both with your scheme to get the drivers to under-report their income, thus saving you the cost of Social Security, as well as the commissions that the computer shorted the drivers?
Who replaced Bill Cobb and why?
Why won't you do what you're supposed to do under the law? How and when are you going to fix this situation? Do you really think you can lie to your employees and cheat them with impunity forever?
Can you explain this situation in which a Pizza Hut franchisee in Saranac Lake NY hired me as a driver in 2010 and told me to come in and start working on Monday. I arrived on Monday and was told my hiring was a "mistake," that the general manager who hired me several days earlier was no longer working for the company and he went home to Watertown,NY. What was his name? Did he get fired for hiring me when my name was on a "blacklist" to NEVER hire me? He told me he really wanted me to work there as I had much experience.
Pizza Hut is capitalism in action on display to the Nation and the things I have related here are the kind of things that the average individual will understand and sympathize with and the average American WILL understand that Pizza Hut, with and without Bill Cobb, has greedily cheated at least one honest employee out of at least $3600 a year in retirement income.
The day after I received the letter from the Social Security Administration that informed me I had been permanently cheated by Pizza Hut, I suffered a heart dissection caused by a severe jump in my blood pressure. That was from all the grumbling and fulminating that I did as I walked alone through the woods climbing a mountain, and despairing that America has gone down the toilet where Wall Street wins everything and We the People have no recourse and no rescue in sight.
I needed emergency open-heart surgery, a multi-million dollar operation that I could afford only because I had gone on Medicaid a few months earlier when I tried to sign up for Obamacare. Thanks for taking away my original health insurance because if you remained true to your word, I'd have had to pony up at least 20%, which would have bankrupted me. Hurray for silver linings!
How do you explain this? All this cheating and lying you do is probably just the tip of the iceberg.
When will you come clean? Please answer any part of this letter that you disagree with and please answer ALL my questions in detail. Hint: You can tell I am asking a question when a sentence is followed by a question mark that looks like this: ?