A few weeks back one of my girlfriends came over for dinner to celebrate my birthday. She was going to pick us up something from Town Spa Pizza and then head to my place. We figured we would eat in and watch a chick flick. I told her I would call it in since she was getting.
Here is how the phone order conversation played out:
Me: Hi I would like to place an order for pick up.
TS: Sure, what would you like.
Me: I would like a BBQ chicken pizza and a garden salad with pizza cheese on it with italian dressing on the side.
TS: Oh, I don't know if we can put pizza cheese on a salad. Please hold.
Me: (I'm thinking seriously? You are a pizza joint and you can't put pizza cheese on a salad)
TS: Oh, I'm sorry we can't do that but we do have feta cheese so you could get a greek salad.
Me: I CANNOT EAT FETA BECAUSE I AM PREGNANT! ROAR!
TS: Umm, well we can give you a greek salad without the feta.
Me: THEN WOULDN'T THAT JUST BE A DAMN GARDEN SALAD IF THERE IS NO FETA.
TS: Umm, yes it would be. Ah, do you still want the garden salad.
Me: YES, ROAR!
I did feel bad for yelling at the girl but seriously come on.