Late Night Pizza Delivery
Saturday night I went to roomie's TV show...it was a musical and I will never be able to get Michael Jackson's "Thriller" out of my head. Ever. I might make roomie teach me the dance.
After the show, Leslie and I went and saw Ocean's 12.
When I returned to the dorm, I call to order a pizza (Time 12:20 AM). Then things got complicated. After midnight delivery people aren't allowed to actually enter the dorm. So they have to call the room when they arrive with the food. After an hour of no pizza, I call the pizza place. Apparently they'd tried to call. My dorm phone didn't ring. I ask them to try to bring the pizza again. This time I peek out my window waiting for a car with a delivery sign. I wait and wait and wait.
Roomie returns home and tells stories of after-show party.
I get bored of spying through my window and head downstairs so I can properly head off pizza delivery guy (Time 2:20 AM). Still no delivery. Roomie joins me in my wait, since she is in a good mood. She performs Thriller dance for me and dorm security guy. Upon questioning, dorm security guy says all attempted food deliveries have been completed. Dorm security guy allows me to use the phone and call the pizza place. Pizza place claims they have tried to deliver pizza twice. I vow that I will be waiting downstairs and they decide to be nice and not "follow company policy" and try to deliver stupid pizza for a third time.
I wait. Roomie talks to security guy friend.
Pizza is delivered. Pizza guy reiterates the fact that he is doing me a great favor. I assume he wants bigger tip. But alas, have no money...and already included 20% tip when paid with sparty cash over the phone, so instead express thankfulness and desperate hunger (Time 3 AM).
Eat and watch DVD. And that is why I didn't get to bed until about 4 AM.
Sigh. Have done no work all weekend. Am screwed for Wednesday's midterm.
After the show, Leslie and I went and saw Ocean's 12.
When I returned to the dorm, I call to order a pizza (Time 12:20 AM). Then things got complicated. After midnight delivery people aren't allowed to actually enter the dorm. So they have to call the room when they arrive with the food. After an hour of no pizza, I call the pizza place. Apparently they'd tried to call. My dorm phone didn't ring. I ask them to try to bring the pizza again. This time I peek out my window waiting for a car with a delivery sign. I wait and wait and wait.
Roomie returns home and tells stories of after-show party.
I get bored of spying through my window and head downstairs so I can properly head off pizza delivery guy (Time 2:20 AM). Still no delivery. Roomie joins me in my wait, since she is in a good mood. She performs Thriller dance for me and dorm security guy. Upon questioning, dorm security guy says all attempted food deliveries have been completed. Dorm security guy allows me to use the phone and call the pizza place. Pizza place claims they have tried to deliver pizza twice. I vow that I will be waiting downstairs and they decide to be nice and not "follow company policy" and try to deliver stupid pizza for a third time.
I wait. Roomie talks to security guy friend.
Pizza is delivered. Pizza guy reiterates the fact that he is doing me a great favor. I assume he wants bigger tip. But alas, have no money...and already included 20% tip when paid with sparty cash over the phone, so instead express thankfulness and desperate hunger (Time 3 AM).
Eat and watch DVD. And that is why I didn't get to bed until about 4 AM.
Sigh. Have done no work all weekend. Am screwed for Wednesday's midterm.
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