When Easy Cheese Isn't Easy
Last night I ordered take out pizza. I don't do this often because I'm allergic to cheese, but white cheese is not as bad for me as yellow cheese, so I splurge every now and then.
After I identified myself to the girl I had spoken to only two minutes earlier, the conversation went like this:
Me: "I'd like to change my order to easy cheese on half, regular cheese on the other half."
Girl: "Wait. Is this the Texas pizza? With onions?"
Me: "No. Two topping, with--"
Girl: "With beef and tomatoes."
Me: "Yes."
Girl: "And you want regular cheese?"
Me: "Only on half. I still want easy cheese on the other half."
Girl: (long pause) "Ok. So which half?"
Yep. I felt real solid about that pizza coming out right. I texted Bruce to tell him what happened. His response? "You should have told her the top half."
Sadly, I think she wouldn't have gotten that either. Poor thing.
Of course, when we got the pizza, I didn't see any evidence of easy cheese at all. Oh well.
I placed the order: two toppings with easy cheese. I thought about asking for easy cheese on only half, but the girl on the phone didn't sound too swift, so I didn't try to confuse her more than necessary. When I called my husband to tell him the price and how long it would take, I felt guilty about making him eat pizza with easy cheese. Afterall, he loves cheese. Why should he suffer because of my crazy digestive issues? He said not to bother, but I called the pizza place again.
After I identified myself to the girl I had spoken to only two minutes earlier, the conversation went like this:
Me: "I'd like to change my order to easy cheese on half, regular cheese on the other half."
Girl: "Wait. Is this the Texas pizza? With onions?"
Me: "No. Two topping, with--"
Girl: "With beef and tomatoes."
Me: "Yes."
Girl: "And you want regular cheese?"
Me: "Only on half. I still want easy cheese on the other half."
Girl: (long pause) "Ok. So which half?"
Yep. I felt real solid about that pizza coming out right. I texted Bruce to tell him what happened. His response? "You should have told her the top half."
Sadly, I think she wouldn't have gotten that either. Poor thing.
Of course, when we got the pizza, I didn't see any evidence of easy cheese at all. Oh well.
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Bob, you can tell the local pizza place to thank me for your next pizza order.