Little Caesars Pizza — Restaurant in Dearborn Heights

This isn't just a story about pizza, it's a testament to the sheer, unadulterated magic that is Little Caesars.

It was a Tuesday. A particularly beige Tuesday. My spirit was as flat as a day-old soda, and the idea of cooking felt like climbing Mount Everest in flip-flops. My stomach, however, was staging a full-blown rebellion, demanding sustenance with the ferocity of a thousand tiny, hungry badgers.

Then, a beacon of hope flickered in my mind: Little Caesars. The very name conjured images of cheesy goodness, ready and waiting, like a delicious knight in shining cardboard armor.

So, I hopped in my trusty (read: slightly dented) vehicle and embarked on my quest for pizza perfection. As I pulled into the parking lot, I witnessed a scene of pure, unadulterated joy. A gaggle of kids, their faces smeared with tomato sauce and cheese, were doing a little victory dance around their parents, who looked equally ecstatic. It was like a pizza-fueled flash mob, and I hadn't even gotten inside yet!

Stepping into the brightly lit establishment was like entering a cheesy Valhalla. The air was thick with the intoxicating aroma of baking dough and melting mozzarella. Behind the counter, the Little Caesars crew moved with the speed and precision of a Formula One pit crew, sliding pizzas in and out of the oven with practiced ease.

I ordered my usual: a Hot-N-Ready pepperoni. The cashier, a young man with a smile as warm as a freshly baked pizza crust, handed it to me almost instantly. It was like he'd anticipated my very existence and had my pizza pre-destined for my hungry hands.

Now, here's where the hilarity truly begins. As I was leaving, juggling my precious cargo and my car keys, a rogue gust of wind decided to play a prank. It snatched the pizza box right out of my grasp!

For a split second, my heart plummeted faster than a dropped meatball. I watched in slow motion as the box did a dramatic, gravity-defying flip in the air. I braced for the inevitable cheesy carnage.

But then, something miraculous happened. The box, in its chaotic dance, landed perfectly upright on the hood of a nearby car! Not a single slice had escaped its cardboard confines. It was as if the pizza itself had some sort of magnetic force field, guided by the cheesy gods themselves.

The owner of the car, a bewildered-looking gentleman, emerged just as I was recovering from my shock. He stared at the pizza box on his hood, then at me, then back at the pizza.

"Is...is this yours?" he asked, a mixture of confusion and amusement in his voice.

I could only nod, still slightly speechless.

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I guess fate really wanted you to have this pizza. It's like it knew where it belonged."

We both burst out laughing. He carefully handed me the box, and I thanked him profusely, feeling like I'd just witnessed a cheesy miracle.

Driving home, the aroma of the pizza filled my car, a fragrant reminder of the day's absurd adventure. That Hot-N-Ready pepperoni wasn't just dinner; it was a symbol of resilience, a testament to the uncanny ability of Little Caesars pizza to find its way to its rightful owner, even in the face of gale-force winds and bewildered bystanders.

And that, my friends, is the hilarious and undeniably true story of how Little Caesars Pizza isn't just great – it's practically legendary. It's the pizza that defies gravity and brings unexpected joy to a beige Tuesday in Dearborn Heights. You just can't make this stuff up (well, maybe a little, but the core...

I have also sent this along to Little Caesars Corporate, here is what I wrote about this terrible location - avoid at all costs. Hi, my wife Melissa just had an absolutely horrible experience at Store # 43 regarding order number 1116848, Transaction Reference #388731703. My wife, who is a teacher, ordered online yesterday for pickup this morning for 4 pizza and some crazy puffs for her end of the year classroom pizza party (celebrating top students in her class). with an estimated pick-up time of 1100am-11:05am EST 6/6/25. She had a 15 minute break, where she left her school (Pierce Middle School, Redford MI) to head to store #43 off of Joy Rd in Dearborn Heights, MI. When she arrived, the employee at the front desk, noted they did not have the order and she had the wrong location. However, she pulled out the e-mail confirmation, showcasing that she was at the correct store and time. She asked if they had any pizzas "hot n ready", and the employee noted it would take 40 minutes. She then asked for a manager, in which the employee stated "I'm not sure what he will be able to do, he is really busy, but let me see". The manager, who my wife did not get the name of (again store #43, working on Friday 6/6/25 at 11am), came out disheveled. He was not helpful at all, and told my wife (Melissa) that she selected a 10:07pm EST pick-up.... despite the receipt saying otherwise. My wife then asked if they deliver, if its going to be 40-50 minutes... in which he noted "No we don't, that is all through Doordash". This is why we ordered ONLINE last night (6/5/25) at 8:50pm EST for an easy pick-up in the morning, which was confirmed. At this point, my wife was out of time and needing to find a solution for her classroom pizza party. She left the store, canceled her order, and called Hungry Howies but unfortunately similar deal on timing. With all else failing, and time ticking (she had hungry kids waiting for her...) she decided to order through Doordash to receive the same order from Little Caesars store #43. 45 minutes later, and almost double the price (by the way, out of her personal pocket...), she received the order but was missing one pizza! She barely had enough food to go around. I just had to talk my wife off a cliff due to this horrendous service and having kids wondering where their lunch was.

This was an absolute abomination of customer care for an organization that has thousands of locations, in particular treating a middle school teacher the way this store team / manager did. I manage a customer success team myself, and I would be fired in a management position if this was how I treated any customer, in particular a teacher. If possible, I would like to receive communication directly from corporate on this situation. One thing is for sure, any teachers in my wife's school will NOT be ordering Little Caesars, and personally... we...

The whole staff was rude, probably because the lead person the manager was rude. They need sensitivity training, people are not always going to stop in looking their best. They may be taking care of loved ones and sick themselves. I admit I was looking bad and feeling bad and my daughter that has a brain illness wasn't feeling good either. Before I even got in the door the manager said something about me to his staff so all eyes turned and was on me. They all acted dumbfounded so I asked for the manager and the young lady pointed to a young man that had been trying to hold in his snickers, I said who him, I'll just call corporate. He said I don't care if she calls corporate. He didn't ask why or anything because he knew. Most managers would ask, is their a problem. I left their feeling worse than when I went in, I just wanted a pizza because i was too tired to cook. How can a big establishment put someone so childish in charge. I know why, because that one is servicing mostly black people, yes I'm black. I feel all managers and staff should be trained to see their customers as people that have lives and some people are going to be going through things and the thing is not to talk about and laugh at them because Little Ceasers has left you the store with no one watching over you, why do we always have to be watched over? I'm sitting waiting for...