It was so quiet Wednesday - just me and Martha and Deborah, and we were all starving, so we ordered pizza from Pizza Hotline, which is literally around the corner from the La Plata shop. It was about 6:20, and the girl on the phone said it would be 40 minutes. At 7:15, I called, thinking perhaps I had misunderstood and was supposed to pick the pizza up. "No," the girl said, "the driver is just leaving now." At 8:00, still no pizza, so I call again. The girl says, "He should be there any minute," WHAT? We're around the freakin' corner! Does it take this guy 45 minutes to drive around the corner? I get the manager on the phone expecting him to at least apologize for the delay and maybe offer me a coupon for a free pizza or something, but NO. NOTHING. Not a hint of remorsefulness. When the driver finally gets there, he tells me that he had to deliver a pizza to Bryans Road before he could bring us ours. WHAT? BryansRoad? Doesn't Pizza hotline imply some sort of urgency? as in crisis hotline, or suicide hotline? I mean really, we were having a pizza emergency here, and our pizza, which needs to go around the corner from the pizzaria, has to go for a nice ride to Bryan's Road and back while it sits in some insulated bag getting cold and soggy. What kind of thinking is this?
Fortunately we have an oven here, and were able to heat up the pizza and finally eat it at 8:30. It was a very delicious pizza, but honestly. If I am ever in pizza crisis again, I will not call Pizza Hotline. Well, I might, but I will definitely go and pick it up myself.
*rant concluded* Now back to your regularly scheduled knitting shop blog
Martha is making excellent progress on her Einstein Coat. This is a gorgeous colorway - love that purple bit. Norma has finished the back of her Fusion, and it's even more beautiful than I imagined. She used a mossy green shade of Sublime Extrafine Merino dk and a the Berroco Sox Metallic in the pink and green colorway.
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