Really, for a small pizza place to compete with the big boys like Pizza Hut, Papa Johns and Domino's they need to be something special. The first time I ate their pizza, I was at my sister's place and her boyfriend ordered from there. The pizza was barely edible. I'd had better generic store brand frozen pizza. The pizza was overdone. I didn't even finish the first piece I took. My sis and her boyo didn't even finish the pizza. The dogs liked it. Well, to be honest it didn't register to me that it was the exact same place when I stopped by a few weeks later. Hunger makes me delirious sometimes!
I was driving by and needed to pick of a pack of cigarettes from the little Korean run Cherri Mart on my way home and there was this pizza place next door. I was starved and pizza seemed like such a great idea. Ignoring how dirty-looking and filthy the place looked on the outside, I walked in. The guy at the counter immediately zoomed into my boobs as he asked me, "Is there anything I can get you?" I wanted to tell him, "Could you come down with a sudden case of blindness?" Anyway, I asked what the smallest size pizza they had. He took down this yucky and very dusty, box and said, "It fits in this box, it's $8." I told him it was fine, I wanted extra cheese, mushroom pepperoni and sausage on it. He jots this down on a piece of paper then hollers in to the back and this disgustingly scraggly dude with horrible adult acne and yucky long greasy hair comes shuffling out from the back. The guy at the counter hands him the paper and in the pit of my stomach I realized I didn't want to eat there. The guy that was going to cook my pizza looked like he was a bum from off the streets.
I told the guy I had to get my credit card out from my car, and I just left. Seriously, this place was gross guys.
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