Yesterday's post about bad movie nights in the early 1990s reminded me of the time the same group of friends went to Pizza Hut for their incredibly cheap all-you-can-eat pizza night. I don't remember which of us this happened to--was it me?--but while the waitress was making her rounds, the grease-laden pepperoni pizza she was doling out skated across the surface of her platter and landed, point first, in a full glass of Coke, rendering both inedible and messing up someone's shirt. We all got a good laugh out of it, though.
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Inedible?! You're at all you can eat pizza, that's quitter talk.
I don't one bit remember the detour into the porn shop, but I do remember the Pizza Hut. The service was powerfully slow, and the pizza choices were often things like no cheese-no meat-no sauce, or molasses, kiwi, and butter lettuce - one not-extra-large pizza served to the entire restaurant every fifteen minutes whether we were hungry or not. The one pepperoni pizza that eventually was dealt did indeed fall into someone's Coke.
This was a life-altering moment for Susan, who had considered taking a waitressing summer job but decided instead to follow through with nursing at more or less the instant the pizza point hit the soda.
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