I'm not going to lie. There are times I miss the voyeuristic tendencies of Facebook. I don't feel the overwhelming urge to go back, but I certainly do understand the attraction. Overall, I think I'm still better off in the long run. One thing I know, I could have too easily been sucked in this past week in the wee hours of the morning. So I was thankful I wasn't on it.
Went out to Brewstirs this past weekend. I was exhausted from the week and it was only supposed to be for a couple of beers. Turned in to a few more than than (and then a couple hours following, drinking water and sobering up--no way I was driving home hammered). So...at one point we order pizza. I call Classics (Which was my go to every week when I was living over there and went to BrewStirs every weekend). The following is how the call went down (Classics/Me)
Classics Pizza on Sunbury, is this pickup or delivery?
Is this Todd, at the bar?
Ummmmm.....yes? How did you know?
That's how we have you in the system. What can we get for you?
I then proceeded to order a 16"pizza (always order enough to share). The total with delivery was $14. Yeah. Pays to have treated their delivery drivers so well for all those years. Never underestimate kindness.
Kindness is magic.
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