A Hot Slice Of Not Nice

(I am in a meeting with my boss when the phone rings. Note, we are a group of FIELD TECHNICIANS. He gets this annoyed look on his face and picks it up.)

Boss: “[Boss], office.”

(Listens for a bit, and then grabs a clipboard.)

Boss: “Sure, we can do that. What size? Okay, what toppings? Yeah, yeah, let me read that back. Three large pizzas. two pepperoni, one sausage. Okay, those will be ready for pick up in 30 minutes.”

(He hangs up, balls the paper up, and tosses it in the trash. At this point, I’m looking at him really confused.)

Boss: “I get a call like that about every other day. I got tired of trying to explain that this isn’t the pizza shop. They’ll figure it out in about 30 minutes when they go to pick up their pizzas.”