Thursday, April 9, 2009

Only Shadow Knows...

Or, Last Friday’s Pizza Incident.

It was a warm and sunny, spring-like evening when the three teens at my house convinced me that ordering pizza would be a good idea. I conceded, only because I had coupons.

So, I ordered two pizzas—a veggie with sausage, and an olive and bell pepper—while Katie, Jesse, and Leathon went back to their adolescent endeavors in The Man Cave.

When the pizza guy pulled up, I was stricken by the sheer size of the vehicle. It was a jacked up Chevy Suburban. The kids, all recognizing the pizza guy as Shadow, a former school mate, came to the door and chatted with Shadow while I transacted cash and coupons for savory pizza pies.

They learned that he was now attending continuation school. And that the behemoth vehicle he was driving actually belonged to his dad. Something was amiss with his usual ride.

Somehow, in the course of the transaction, we wound up with the wrong pizzas. As soon as one of the boys opened the box, I was on the phone with the pizza company, asking them to phone Shadow and send him back to swap us for the correct pizzas.

The kids began cracking ‘stay in school’ jokes, noting that apparently continuation school does not give one “mad” pizza delivery skills.

Shadow showed back up some minutes later, and exchanged pizzas. The new ones were much closer to what we actually ordered, minus the sausage on the veggie, but at that point, I wasn’t going to complain. Especially when Jesse told me, “Mom, I took a bite out of one of those other pizzas.”

Yikes. I’m now wondering if the people who originally ordered the multi-meat marvels noticed. Or if we’ve been crossed off the good customer list at the pizza company.

Hmmmm… Probably only Shadow knows…

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