Where's my Pizza?

First shoot day that bled into the next day, I finished just a little past midnight this evening (by design mind, we all got a lunchtime start to compensate). After 6pm rolls around though the emails flat line but I still had plenty of odd tasks to occupy my time. Strangely enough, ordering a pizza ended up being the most stressful part of my day. In between dodgey bank card readings and a delivery guy that got lost it translated into a bonkers hour that frankly, should have been super easy.