Yesterday I was asked to go and get some pizza for me and my friends. Pretty normal.
I collected the money and then started searching for my key.
My key was in the kitchen.
After I'd found it I went out to go to the place just two minutes from my place and ordered.
I sat there for about fifteen minutes until the pizza was ready - and THEN I discovered that my money was not in my pocket - it was still in the kitchen where I'd found my key.
So, I run back home, get the money, run back and find out that they had just sold (or rather, delivered to someone) my pizza to someone else because I was gone. What had happened? The part-timer had forgotten to tell his boss that I wanted to return right away. He thought it was funny. Well, at least one person was amused.
So I sat there for another 15 minutes. Suddenly my phone rang and said friends who had asked me to get pizza for them said that they were tired of waiting and that somebody we all know and I don't like had a birthday party. And they were going there. If I wanted to come, too? Why on earth would I want to go to a party of a person I barely know and don't really like at all?
Obviously I declined.
They went anyway. They told me that I could keep the money since I'd already ordered.
And then the pizza was ready.
So I had 3 pizzas I could pay and nobody to eat them anymore.
But I also got some leftover money so that's one good point.
And probably lunch for a week....by the way, how long can you keep pizza in the fridge?
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