At the beginning of the year I told my students I would reward them with a pizza party if they could get 25 compliments from different adults in the building. Although it took nearly 6 months, they did it. I spoke with other staff at my school and they informed me no pizza places would delver to the neighborhood my school was in. I refused to believe this and called the pizza place myself. We enter...
Mr. A: "Yeah I'd like to order a few pizzas for delivery tomorrow."
Pizza Guy: "OK, and where will the delivery be?"
I provide him with the address
Pizza Guy: "Oh no, we don't deliver there."
Mr. A: "Why not, it's a school."
Pizza Guy: "Yeah a school right in the middle of the Murder Factory."
Mr. A: "So, where are we gonna land on this one? Despite being a pizza delivery place, are you really not going to deliver pizza to a school?"
Pizza Guy: "Yeah, we're not gonna send anyone there."
I break the news to my students that the pizza place won't deliver to the school
L: "Of course they don't deliver here, we in the Murder Factory Mr. A."
Mr. A: "Wow...not exactly like Stillwater, Minnesota."
B: "Minnesota again Mr. A? You ain't finna start talking bout the boosey Vikings again are you?"
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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Call me next time...I'll deliver your students' pizzas, friend.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I'll do that.
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