James Stallard, 29, experienced feelings of profound loneliness and alienation Monday upon discovering that his home lay just outside the delivery zones of two nearby Domino's Pizza franchises. 'I am invisible, a nonexistent entity in the eyes of Domino's,' Stallard uttered while staring blankly out his third-story window. 'There is life in this apartment, hunger even, and yet I cannot have a large pepperoni pizza, with chicken kickers, and a liter of Coke delivered to my home.' At press time, Stallard reached up and touched his own face, just to make sure that he was in fact still there. 