It was an ordinary day. Sunday afternoon and baseball is on my TV as it usually is. Last of the 10th and the Phillies are in need of a hit to avoid losing the game in extra innings. Runners on 2nd and 3rd with two outs and behind by one run. Alec Bohm hits one towards 2nd base and the 2nd baseman misplays it. One run has already scored and the second runner is on his way home on the error. RUNNER SAFE AT HOME! RUNNER SAFE AT HOME!! THE PHILS WIN!! Time for supper! We decided to call for a few pieces of pizza. My wife tells me she wants a big piece of pizza so I called Caruso's for the pizza. Guy answers and I tell him I want two big pieces of pizza. Tells me they will be ready in about 5 minutes so I grab my wallet and keys and head to the car. Five minutes later I'm sitting in front of the pizza store. Enter and tell the fellow waiting on me at the counter that I came for the two pieces of pizza. He grabs two small sized boxes and sets them in front of me. "What's this?" I asked him!
"The two pizzas you ordered," he replied. "I only wanted two pieces...not two pizzas," I said. Now what's going to happen? He tells his boss about the problem and the boss, whom I recognize from all the other times I have been in the place, says to me, "How about taking one of them for full price and I'll sell the other one to someone else." Sounded good to me and we worked out our deal. We ate the entire thing anyway, but I learned to never tell them I wanted two pieces instead of two slices. Anyway, by the time I got back the Phils were still celebrating. Felt bad for the 2nd baseman on the other team, but hey, my Phils are already getting too far behind the leaders of the division. So, I had not only a winner in the game, but a winner in my pizza. Sometimes everything works out well! It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
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