Pizza Inn — Restaurant in Christiansburg

I type this as I sit in the smallest room in the house, the wallpaper theme of lighthouses and seagulls mocking me. The tiny carved soaps, for display only, and the towels reserved exclusively for guests, mere set decoration on the stage of my parting. I am at peace; I am ready to go. Had I read the reviews, I may not be in this predicament, but this is no time for regret. Like the Spartans at Thermopylae, though the battle was valiant, the ultimate result was determined before the first arrow was loosed. I shall resign myself to my fate.

It did not start this way. Pizza. How quaint. How wholesome. How harmless. From such assumptions, empires have fallenand now, so have I. I have been sitting here for what seems like weeks, but I am sure is only days perhaps hours.

At first, I was in denial: "this can not be happening". "It's a nightmare, an apparition", I hoped and believed. But the saddening reality that was the horror of my condition soon confirmed itself. As Jean Val Jean, having been released from prison, sallied forth, committed never to return, so the contents of me paroled by the pizza did likewise.

Anger. "Why? Why would anyone do this?" "Someone has to pay." "I will exact my revenge!". In retrospect, this was the shortest stage as my rage drained from my body, along with everything else.

"I promise, I will be a better person, I bargained" "If you allow this torment to pass from me, I will warn others. I will teach my children not to make the mistakes I have made. I will love with grandeur, live with gratitude, extending mercy to all who have wronged me."

But alas, my undoing continued unabated. The waves of depression that followed must have recalled those that the crew of the Edmund Fitzgerald felt as the waves of Lake Superior broke over the decks. No rescue. No hope. No light. Only despair.

But, despair is a strange thing. One moment the most fetid enemy, it melts away in time. I am at peace. I have accepted my fate. At one point, I glimpsed myself in the mirror. In a voice, low, barely audible, I said to myself: "so, this is how it's going to happen. This is how it ends." There is a solace in knowing, and accepting your fate.

Pizza Inn, I hold no ill will. I blame no one. I have even forgiven myself. Tell my wife I loved her and my last thoughts were of her and tell my children I...

My boyfriend and I went to Pizza Inn on a Friday afternoon. We got there around 2:10 p.m. and when we were waiting to be seated our waitress tells us that if we wanted the buffet ( which we did) we should go have a look at what was out there because they were not going to bring anymore food out to put on the buffet as it was over at 2. She told us we could still eat what was there and asked if that was ok. We went to look and there was enough to suit us still on there so we told her that was fine. She then seated us and asked us what we would want for drinks. After giving her our drink orders she left to go back into the kitchen and we went to the buffet to get our food. We each had a couple of pieces of pizza on our plates when she rushed back out to the dining room to inform us that we weren't allowed to eat the buffet....she told us her manager said that we couldn't just eat what was left....we then put the food back where we got it and got our belongings and left. I have never been treated like that in a restaurant and I can't believe that instead of just letting us eat what was left ( there were only maybe 3 other tables in the whole place with people at them) and pay the buffet price instead of just losing any profit at all. Why ask us if we were ok with the selection if it wasnt ok to eat in the first place? This was really a stupid decision on the managers part as from what I can tell they were going to throw away what was left on the buffet anyway. Instead of wasting the food and losing on money you would think that they would have been more than happy to accommodate us. Needless to say we will not be going back there. It is super embarrassing to be in a restaurant getting food on our plates and then all of a sudden have someone come out and tell us to stop what we were doing AFTER they told us it was ok. Very disappointed. Very unprofessional. And VERY...

We walked in at 1:30 and sat down for the buffet. We were not told that it ended at 2:00. We immediately asked for a couple of pizzas that were not on the buffet and sat down to eat. 20 minutes later the waitress (who was very sweet and wonderful) came over to let us know that the owner was refusing to make the food we requested and was shutting the buffet down early despite charging us full price. She and other servers asked him several times to make what we requested since we arrived while the buffet was still available and were not informed that it was ending in less than 30 minutes or that he randomly decided it close it early (we were notified that it was closed at 1:45, fifteen minutes after our arrival). He made one and refused to make the others until we mentioned writing a negative Google review. Even then, our waitress had to just say she would personally pay for the pizza to get it made and it wasn’t what we asked for when we brought it out. We never did see the third pizza we requested.

We aren’t from the area and were unfamiliar with the restaurants policy. We are used to corporate locations that offer buffet all day or we would’ve chosen differently. We were excited to see this option, as we moved away from Pizza Inn a year ago and always stop in when we have the opportunity. After today we will ALWAYS choose differently when traveling through this area. The way this owner treats his customers (and seemingly employees) is not good for business. He’s essentially stealing by selling customers something he then refuses to provide. The only bright spot in our visit were the wonderful servers! I’d advise other customers be cautious in the future unless they’re okay paying full buffet prices for two basic pieces of...