Thursday, May 03, 2007

This story is part of the roommate story countdown.

For a while, Sunday was pizza day. Domino's had a large four topping take out special for $7.99, but they upped it to $8.99 and that's way out of my range. Then Sunday was football day. After the season ended and thanks to the magic of Madden, Sunday (if not everyday) is still football day. I'm chucking 65 yard bombs downfield to the the league's leading receiver in the 2021 playoffs, when my roommate asks me if I want to go in on some pizza; some second medium $5 deal. A 54 - 6 blowout can really famish you.

The doorbell rings and the sweet savory indulgence has arrived. I lift the wedge of satisfaction up over my head and clamp down as it drops into my mouth. "That was $26," roommate says. Now I'm taking the slice of opulence off of my tongue and plopping it back in the box. Twenty-six dollars! Did they ship this from Venice? Do they mix the dough with Eva Longoria's bathwater?

This is one instance of a general trend. I like to buy things that are cheap, regardless of quality. Ques likes to buy things that are expensive, also seemingly regardless of quality. He invited me to a midnight matinee of the latest Harry Potter Movie, a film a year plus old at the time. Trying to do more then win super Bowl LXVII that night, I decided to go. I find out at the ticket counter its nine bucks a pop. No Doubt better be opening for this movie, and they better be playing old stuff, cause their new shit isn't worth that much either.