Pizza Place Terrors
The trouble of small town terrors.
When you live in a town like mine- Everybody knows your name, And if they don’t know your name they’ve heard some sort of story with you in it. My preschool was down the street from my house, My Elementary school was down the street from my preschool and all I had to do was leave my house and walk less than a block to get to my middle school.
To say that the kids weren’t cycled in such a simultaneous and yet different loops, That by the time we were all in highschool we all knew one another in some way, Well it wouldn’t be an overstatement.
There are plenty of perks to living in a semi-Small town, Such as the ‘Mom and Pops’ that you’ve gone to your whole life tend to remember your orders, Half the people who work at the chains stores and restaurants know your name; Because you probably went to school with them, And you’ll always have somewhere to go if something goes wrong at home.
The trouble with living where I do- Like I do, Where almost everyone knows your name and if you’re lucky you’ll always have a friend- Is that sometimes relationships can’t be maintained, Sometimes there's a falling out- There's absolutely no anonymity.
The only time you’ll find even an ounce of anonymity is if you go to some place new or somewhere you’ve never been before- Which is extremely unlikely in a town like mine. So lets stop with the seriocity and get down to my story;
My mother and I have recently discovered our favorite pizza place may have come under new management which means that we needed to find a new place for all our italian cuisine. My mom found this ‘new’ Brick Oven pizza place and she told me how amazing their food is- So obviously I went.
So from then on it had become our go to place for a quick and delicious bite to eat. The only downside is that the restaurant is a bit small and I’m prone to irritation from loud noises. Now, My wonderful and thoughtful mother decided to make a group chat to ask all three of her equally amazing daughters if they wanted to go to the movies.
The answer was almost unanimous- Two out of the three of us said yes and we proceeded to argue about which movie and then promptly bought tickets for “Escape Room: Tournament of Champions” - A movie which I decided to write an amazing review for- (Click my profile to find it).
Before we started off to the magical land of the “AMC” Movie theater- We had the agreement to go to the Brick Oven Pizza Place to grab some amazing grub before we dove into the world of thrilling and dangerous Escape Rooms.
Im half way into a wondrous pizza and a family of seven comes in while we’re trying to enjoy a lovely dining experience. Now I can tell by the way the family acts about the lack of seats is only just the beginning but as someone trying to enjoy their food- I attempt to ignore it. That is until I heard the one sentence..
“I can have whatever I want- You said whatever I want”
I knew that this family was spoiling their children rotten and it only becomes more apparent with the louder he gets. By this time the family is taking turns in seats waiting for me and my mom to leave and offering us obnoxious eye rolls for just trying to enjoy our time together.
The worst part about it is that after almost an hour of enduring this god awful family and their spoiled rotten son- We find out their going to see the same exact movie as us.
Thank god for the anonymity of a new place.