Not Quite The Pizza Of My Eye
(I work at a restaurant that sells pizzas that have been “kissed by the flame,” meaning they are cooked in a wood-fired oven. An older gentleman comes up to me at the cash register.)
Customer: “So, are you going to kiss my pizza?”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Customer: “It says the pizzas are kissed!”
Me: “Oh! That is just the way we cook them. They’re made in a brick oven over a fire.”
Customer: “Darn it! I was looking forward to something special tonight!”
Question of the Week
Tell us your story about a customer who couldn't understand the most simple concept.
