Pizza…
Tonight we ordered a pizza from one of my favorite places and because I didn’t get a chance to get to the grocery store (again). With our pizza I asked for a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper, when the delivery driver arrived he didn’t have the Dr. Pepper. When I asked him about it, he stumbled upon an answer then he simply said “I forgot”, and told me he would be back in 4 minutes…”wait”…he said “make that 8 minutes, I don’t think I can make it in 4”. I told him it’s fine and thank you.
I waited about 25 minutes and started to get more than a little upset. I had finished my food, and water was fine (definitely healthier for me), but I just wanted a cold Dr. Pepper. A few minutes later he showed up. When I answered the door he presented the 2 liter to me as if he was proposing on one knee. His expression and eyes told me he was honestly sincere and sorry. I took the soda, smiled and we parted ways. Jose wondered where my roar had gone, and I realized two things.
#1 The delivery driver was taught how to win over a woman.
#2…I fell for it again.
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