pizza run

[Kiltedfirepiper]

so Sunday I played for a funeral, and on the way home with my new found cashola...my wife asks me if I would pick up a couple of pies for dinner.

so i stopped by little ceasers and waited about 5 mins. or so for my order, and a father and daughter were sitting on the bench waiting for theirs.

well Tucson being a close to the border town you tend to hear alot of Spanish. and although I couldnt hear what he said to her after her quizicle look at me i did see him make a movement like he was playing a bagpipe

that and the guy behind the counter said " are you Scott" ...yeah? " your order's ready...you had a Deep dish and a regular right?" uhh....no just two regular peperoni pies.....


the first part made me laugh cause ...the automatic association of kilts and pipes..even if it was true ( my pipes were in the Jeep)

the second one made me laugh cause I think he thought my name was Scott due to the kilt!! the kicker is ....he saw me order and I never gave my name!!

Oh I almost forgot...an older gentleman saw me as I came in to the joint...looked me up and down with a half grin on his face and said " you dont see a kilt that often anymore" to which I replied "thats too bad!... it would be great if you saw one everyday!!"


KFP

[McMurdo]

Good answer to the older gent. I have got into the habit of saying:
"I'm trying to change that."
But I really like that, it does sound like a regular day though, I wish I had a dollar for every time someone asked me if I played the pipes.

[Tattoo Bradley]

Great story!

[Perldog007]

The bag piper query opens up a whole world of rude and ungentlemanly replies. Daily I work on that serenity thing.....


Sounds like a good outing all in all. Cash, Pizza, admiration, and the amusement provided by the confused mortals. Well done!

[auld argonian]

I often stop in to Little Caesar's to grab two 'za's when on the way home from Sunday dinner at my mom and dad's...not that my mother is a bad cook but by the time we dally and hang out, it's later in the day and I don't feel like cooking when I get home. The place is usually staffed by a couple of very South Side types...usually women...and I love the way that they really try to "not" notice the kilt. I expect that they have a lot to say after the door closes behind me but I love acting nonchalant while they're trying to act nonchalant about it.

Incidentally, the Canadian version of Little Caesar's is, I guess, called "Pizza Pizza" and several years back we scored the ultimate combo meal for something like sixteen or seventeen bucks US while in Toronto: Two pizza's, crazy bread, sauce, a small bucket of wings and sauce and a six pack of RC in the cans...yet another reason why we love Canada!

Best

AA

[Casper]

That's only on the east coast... out west, we actually DO have Little Caesar's, but its not that popular.