I suppose it beats waiting in line for food rations
I waited in line for a slice of pizza. For what felt like 20 minutes. At 2:30 in the afternoon. After I’d already eaten lunch (however meager).
Note to self: do not go to cheap, neighborhood pizza joint the day it has been reviewed in the NYT.
My faulty logic was as follows: ‘It’s 2:30, who’s going to want to eat pizza between lunch and dinner?’ I got my answer: this huge line of idiots.
And me.
Update: The slice was the huuuuuuuge and very tasty. They are going to do massive business from drunk people.
