The other night, I saw an emo kid get himself locked in a Pizza Hut bathroom. Why was I so blessed? Because of my love of pizza. This was just one of the many joys I've had in my life, all thanks to the wonder that is pizza.
Casey and I were picking up our food when we noticed a rather normal looking 20 something leaned against the men's room door, talking in a low voice to the person on the other side.
"Did you try puling the handle? Well just pull it real hard. No- there must be a latch somewhere! Well what did you do?"
I informed a worker that it appeared a child had got him self stuck in the bathroom. Instead of finding this odd, the male employee grabbed a pair of scissors, a roll of tape and a fucking paper clip. He went to help the kid while Casey and I paid for our pizza and left before our laughter became uncontrollable. We were about to leave the parking lot when we saw the 20 something leaving the building, followed by an emo kid rubbing his wrist, which must have been sore from banging on the door for help.
Thank you pizza.
I love you.
Casey and I were picking up our food when we noticed a rather normal looking 20 something leaned against the men's room door, talking in a low voice to the person on the other side.
"Did you try puling the handle? Well just pull it real hard. No- there must be a latch somewhere! Well what did you do?"
I informed a worker that it appeared a child had got him self stuck in the bathroom. Instead of finding this odd, the male employee grabbed a pair of scissors, a roll of tape and a fucking paper clip. He went to help the kid while Casey and I paid for our pizza and left before our laughter became uncontrollable. We were about to leave the parking lot when we saw the 20 something leaving the building, followed by an emo kid rubbing his wrist, which must have been sore from banging on the door for help.
Thank you pizza.
I love you.
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Hmm . . . am I a pervert or just really heterosexual? Well, I'll tell you that neither of those is very true.