Ordering pizza requires patience I was just not born with
Pizza Lady: Is this order for delivery or pick up?
Me: Pick up.
Pizza Lady: What would you like?
Me: A large ham and pineapple.
Pizza Lady: What kind of ham?
Me: Um, what do you have?
Pizza Lady: Excuse me?
Me: What are the two kinds of ham you serve?
Pizza Lady: We're out of canadian bacon.
Me: ... So can I just get ham?
Pizza Lady: We don't have any. We're out. We only carry canadian bacon and WE'RE OUT WE DON'T HAVE ANY!
Me: Alright, then, pineapple it is.
Pizza Lady: Will be you be paying cash, check, or credit?
Me: I'm not sure, my roommate is picking it up.
Pizza Lady: Oh, this is for pick up?
Me: Yeah, but deliver me a gun so I CAN KILL MYSELF.
Comments
Yeah, but remember, she doesn't work there because it's fun...
Posted by: sally | December 26, 2006 10:20 PM
HA! love it. We both have a knack for these situations it appears. :)
Posted by: Em | December 27, 2006 6:13 AM