So... I was driving home from work tonight when I noticed that the car in front of me was a pizza pizza delivery driver who had left his pizza bag and pizza on the back of his car. I looked at the pizza bag and could tell that it was not going to stay on the car's trunk for much longer. I flashed my high beams at him in hopes that he would get annoyed and look through his rearview mirror and notice the pizza sitting there.
However, not going to lie... at the same time as hoping he would see the pizza, I definitely wanted to see that pizza bag fall.
Driving through Waterdown the pizza lasted on the back of the car... we continued out of town, and as we were passing Joe Sam's park, the pizza fell. I quickly pulled over and excitedly picked up the pizza thinking this could be a huge win. I threw the pizza in the truck, however, for my consciences sake I still wanted to try and give the pizza back. I sped up and caught up to the pizza driver, once again flashing my high beams and frantically waving in hopes that he would pull over to see what all the commotion was about.... He didn't. I got home and excitedly told my family the crazy story of getting free pizza off the road. However... still for my conscience sake called the pizza pizza store and was put on hold for 15 min. I decided that it was not worth it and they would not be able to use this pizza again anyways... so why not eat it :)
Kathleen and I did.
Eating Pizza again.
Me with the Pizza Bag
I can honestly say that I wish the story ended here... however... it doesn't it gets crazier. SO... my friend Tessa and I had a skype date at 10:30. And from all the excitement of the pizza and coming home and telling the story etc... I made my self 5 minutes late.
Once again I wish that was the end of the story.. however....its not.
So I started looking for my phone so I could text Tessa and tell her I would be a little bit late. However... I could not find my phone. I looked everywhere... In the truck on the drive way in the kitchen... everywhere I had been since I got home from work. I called it and my mom and sister helped me listen... still nothing. I was trying to think back to when I last saw it... and I remembered.... after work, as I was walking to the truck, I was texting my friend Anna, and simply threw my phone and my visor on my lap when I got in.
UNFORTUNATELY
I forgot I put it there... got consumed in following the pizza guy and when I jumped out to grab the pizza, my phone and visor dropped out.
After realizing this, my mom and I quickly drove out to where I picked up the pizza to look for the phone. I was driving slowly down the road, calling it with my dad's phone as my mom looked. Within the first 3 minutes we found.....
MY VISOR!!!!! woot woot right?! haha
But... no phone.
no phone parts.
nothing.
gone.
Kinda sucked. 2nd phone this summer. however my mom and I made it into a joke... Pizza ended up costing me more than I ever thought it would.
Sweet Kill in getting pizza.
Bad Kill in losing my phone.
Double Kill.
