I’ve lived in different states and it’s the same everywhere. IDK about cities. The only unusual thing in this story is that the guy OP was talking to orginally didn’t show up. And that it’s just a pizza and not also beer.
The other questions you have I assure you that all of it is perfectly normal - to the degree that I as an American iam sitting here wondering how you made it through life not knowing the answrs to those question (I don’t actually mean that, I’m sure you have a good social life, I’m just trying to relate that it’s like everyday stuff, as if you were asking “how are both their shoes tied” and “how did that guy know how much money to give at the checkout counter”)
The pizza is obtained on the way, at the pizza place local to the destination. If you’re moving a ton, the most tired person goes to get it. You try to plan ahead but you also gotta probably stop for beer and maybe gas.
There is no question of size. I honestly don’t know anyone who orders anything other than a Large pie. It’s a Large and if there’s leftovers, there’s leftovers. If you need 10 slices, you get another Large and have leftovers.
You can very quickly just say “pepperoni?” and if you don’t get a “I don’t eat meat” then that’s what everyone’s getting. Otherwise you just get a plain. SOmetimes someone springs for a Supreme or something. If it’s a lot of people you get a mix, or you can do half/halp on one pie. It takes the time to determine this that the phone is ringing while you’re placing the order.
Thanks for typing this out, I appreciate the time. I don’t have a good social life, but what I have, stopping to pick up pizza is not part of.
But you’re description sounds like life and is totally reasonable. OP sounds like a feel good Netflix soap, but maybe it’s the style that rubs me the wrong way.
I’ve lived in different states and it’s the same everywhere. IDK about cities. The only unusual thing in this story is that the guy OP was talking to orginally didn’t show up. And that it’s just a pizza and not also beer.
The other questions you have I assure you that all of it is perfectly normal - to the degree that I as an American iam sitting here wondering how you made it through life not knowing the answrs to those question (I don’t actually mean that, I’m sure you have a good social life, I’m just trying to relate that it’s like everyday stuff, as if you were asking “how are both their shoes tied” and “how did that guy know how much money to give at the checkout counter”)
The pizza is obtained on the way, at the pizza place local to the destination. If you’re moving a ton, the most tired person goes to get it. You try to plan ahead but you also gotta probably stop for beer and maybe gas.
There is no question of size. I honestly don’t know anyone who orders anything other than a Large pie. It’s a Large and if there’s leftovers, there’s leftovers. If you need 10 slices, you get another Large and have leftovers.
You can very quickly just say “pepperoni?” and if you don’t get a “I don’t eat meat” then that’s what everyone’s getting. Otherwise you just get a plain. SOmetimes someone springs for a Supreme or something. If it’s a lot of people you get a mix, or you can do half/halp on one pie. It takes the time to determine this that the phone is ringing while you’re placing the order.
Thanks for typing this out, I appreciate the time. I don’t have a good social life, but what I have, stopping to pick up pizza is not part of.
But you’re description sounds like life and is totally reasonable. OP sounds like a feel good Netflix soap, but maybe it’s the style that rubs me the wrong way.
I think I hear you on the style. There’s some intentional storytelling in there and likely some embellishment.