So on Saturday, we left the family’s newest craze throwing jewelry parties to go meet up with Aunt Whitney. It’s been so long since the kids last saw her, I’m not sure if they would recognize her.
True love is agreeing to meet at Chuck E. Cheese on a Saturday afternoon. We find a park in front of Chuck, get stamped, and find a table right next to the window. The kids had just eaten at my aunt’s so I didn’t have to worry about buying overpriced pizzas, that only happens for Jory’s birthday. I told the kids to go play on the free stuff until Aunt Whitney came. They went off and played and a short while later Aunt Whitney shows up. She buys tokens, and is now instantly everyone’s favorite aunt, and the kids scatter to the four corners of the earth.
She and I catch up and chat about any and everything. It’s so awesome having friends who you don’t see often or talk to on a super regular basis, but if you need them they come and when you see each other it’s like no time has passed at all. While we’re talking, I noticed something, then I noticed it again, and again.
The tables in front of us and behind us have had several different families sit in them while we sat and watited for the kids to come to drop off tickets and ask for more tokens and eat some of Aunt Whitney’s breadsticks and drink their sodas.
“Whitney, are these families coming here for the food?” I asked. I hadn’t seen their kids, leave the table with tokens in their hands.
“Yes, they only came for the food,” she answered.
“They came to Chuck E. Cheese to pay double the price of a pizza that they could buy anywhere else. A pizza that isn’t even good?” This couldn’t be right.
She nodded.
How is that possible?! Have these people never tasted pizza before? I only eat the pizza from their because it would be rude not to eat at my own son’s birthday party, plus on those Christmas Eve mornings I don’t usually eat breakfast so I’m starving by the time the pizza arrives at our table. And even starving that pizza isn’t good. Who knew such people existed? People who only came to Chuck to eat. This is how we know sin exists. Thanks Adam and Eve for ruining people’s taste buds.
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