Unfiltered Story #123780

(I was 8 years old, and my mom let me to order a pizza for the family.  It was my first time ordering, and I was excited.)

Voice: Hello?

Me: (in my child voice) Hi!  Can I have a medium cheese pizza delivered?

Voice: That is not funny!  You’re very immature, and you should be ashamed of yourself! (*click* The call is hung up.)

Me: (dazed) What did I do wrong?

(I contemplated calling my mom for help, but I was embarrassed that I’d made someone mad.  I tried again.)

Voice: Island Pizza, Andy speaking, how may I help you?

Me: Um, hi.  I’d like a medium cheese pizza, please.

Voice: Sure.  I have your address on our screen, here.  That’ll be 14.99.  You can expect it within 30 minutes.

Me: (More dazed) Really?

(I was in high school before I realized that I must have mis-dialed the first time.  Don’t assume child callers with odd requests are prank calling you; sometimes it really is just a wrong number!)