23 July 2018
Story #920
R. Linda:
Last night I was coming home from work and Tonya rang me to let me know the kiddos were all in bed, me Mam was about to retire and of course, Sean was asleep in his camper, so why didn't I stop at the pizza place and she'd meet me there for a pepperoni and sausage pizza. Why not indeed? A mini date night.
I like pizza, so I gave the local pizza establishment a buzz and ordered ahead. When I arrived at the pizza joint, I was a little early and decided to stand in the rather long line. I figured that by the time it was me turn, my pie would be ready. Tonya arrived shortly after, found us a table, and I continued me vigil in line.
I had been standing there for five minutes when three young guys came in. Instead of going behind me, they walked up to the other end of the counter. A pizza worker, seeing them, came to see what they wanted. Well, turns out they ordered ahead of everyone in line! There was some grumbling, but no one said anything outright. It was shortly after that when the same worker shouted out if we were all waiting for an order to take a seat, and he'd call us when our orders were ready. Most everyone (except for a few waiting to place their order), including the young men, sat down to wait.
It didn't seem long before the orders were being shouted out and customers were getting their pies. I heard me name shouted out, so I went to the counter and paid. Tonya had got us drinks, so we were all set to enjoy our pepperoni and sausage pie. Only when I opened the box did I find that it wasn't pepperoni and sausage, but rather half cheese and half pepperoni.
I was all for taking it back when Tonya said she was hungry and it was ok, let's just indulge. So we did. It was shortly after I heard another shout, "Gabriel!" and one of the young men got up and went to the counter. I was suspicious we had his pizza. And I was right because I watched as he opened the box and saw pepperoni and sausage! He went back to the counter, explaining that there had been a mistake, and I, being honest, Gabe, got up and went over to the counter to explain the mix-up.
Tonya and I had only a slice each and I offered the pie back but of course, Gabriel didn't want it, he wanted a whole new pie, so the counter person put the order in, and I offered to pay for the rejected pie because I knew Tonya really enjoyed the sausage so I had two pies.
The place became bustling, so in the interim, the three guys decided it was taking too long for the pizza, and they left.
About five minutes later, I heard, "Gabriel!" Which made me jump for some reason, and I almost got up.
"Do not get that third pie," Tonya whispered.
"I know, just a natural reflex, I heard me name," I said stupidly.
For the next ten minutes, all we heard was "Gabriel!" I couldn't stand it anymore and was going to go get that pie, but Tonya had had enough, so she closed the lids of both our pizzas and informed me we'd eat them at home.
Just as I got to the door to hold it open for her, since she had both boxes, the store manager shouted at me, "Hey Gabriel, you're pie is ready! You are Gabriel, if I remember right, eh?"
OH GEEZ!
"Don't you dare," Tonya hissed at me as I made for my wallet and she the car. But I did anyway, I went sheepishly to the counter and bought the other Gabriel's pie for the second time! Now I had three pies and an angry wife. I was told on the way home I'd be eating those pizzas for the next three days until they were gone. And that I would not be ordering pizza from that pizza place ever again, because I was inept and only a woman could order correctly. So let that be a lesson to me!
Gabe
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Story #920
R. Linda:
Last night I was coming home from work and Tonya rang me to let me know the kiddos were all in bed, me Mam was about to retire and of course, Sean was asleep in his camper, so why didn't I stop at the pizza place and she'd meet me there for a pepperoni and sausage pizza. Why not indeed? A mini date night.
I like pizza, so I gave the local pizza establishment a buzz and ordered ahead. When I arrived at the pizza joint, I was a little early and decided to stand in the rather long line. I figured that by the time it was me turn, my pie would be ready. Tonya arrived shortly after, found us a table, and I continued me vigil in line.
I had been standing there for five minutes when three young guys came in. Instead of going behind me, they walked up to the other end of the counter. A pizza worker, seeing them, came to see what they wanted. Well, turns out they ordered ahead of everyone in line! There was some grumbling, but no one said anything outright. It was shortly after that when the same worker shouted out if we were all waiting for an order to take a seat, and he'd call us when our orders were ready. Most everyone (except for a few waiting to place their order), including the young men, sat down to wait.
It didn't seem long before the orders were being shouted out and customers were getting their pies. I heard me name shouted out, so I went to the counter and paid. Tonya had got us drinks, so we were all set to enjoy our pepperoni and sausage pie. Only when I opened the box did I find that it wasn't pepperoni and sausage, but rather half cheese and half pepperoni.
I was all for taking it back when Tonya said she was hungry and it was ok, let's just indulge. So we did. It was shortly after I heard another shout, "Gabriel!" and one of the young men got up and went to the counter. I was suspicious we had his pizza. And I was right because I watched as he opened the box and saw pepperoni and sausage! He went back to the counter, explaining that there had been a mistake, and I, being honest, Gabe, got up and went over to the counter to explain the mix-up.
Tonya and I had only a slice each and I offered the pie back but of course, Gabriel didn't want it, he wanted a whole new pie, so the counter person put the order in, and I offered to pay for the rejected pie because I knew Tonya really enjoyed the sausage so I had two pies.
The place became bustling, so in the interim, the three guys decided it was taking too long for the pizza, and they left.
About five minutes later, I heard, "Gabriel!" Which made me jump for some reason, and I almost got up.
"Do not get that third pie," Tonya whispered.
"I know, just a natural reflex, I heard me name," I said stupidly.
For the next ten minutes, all we heard was "Gabriel!" I couldn't stand it anymore and was going to go get that pie, but Tonya had had enough, so she closed the lids of both our pizzas and informed me we'd eat them at home.
Just as I got to the door to hold it open for her, since she had both boxes, the store manager shouted at me, "Hey Gabriel, you're pie is ready! You are Gabriel, if I remember right, eh?"
OH GEEZ!
"Don't you dare," Tonya hissed at me as I made for my wallet and she the car. But I did anyway, I went sheepishly to the counter and bought the other Gabriel's pie for the second time! Now I had three pies and an angry wife. I was told on the way home I'd be eating those pizzas for the next three days until they were gone. And that I would not be ordering pizza from that pizza place ever again, because I was inept and only a woman could order correctly. So let that be a lesson to me!
Gabe
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