Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Only in Montana

**Disclaimer: This post is not in any way meant to stereotype any of the people who may live in "a certain state" or those who are employed at "a specific pizza chain"!**

As you've heard in the past, I have the "opportunity" to travel to some pretty interesting places for work. I dedicate this post to the great people of Great Falls, Montana.

My first chuckle of the day came due to this sign:

For those of you who can't read the itty-bitty-little-print on this pixelated photo from my phone, allow me to translate:

"MAGIC DIAMOND CASINO: Laundry customer? Get free soap with wash here"

In these hard economic times it's good not to be tied down to one market. To clarify, this is the fancy-schmancy "Magic Diamond Casino" that shares a parking lot with the Exxon gas station. They also have an attached laundromat and an attached car wash. All I know is there a proud, proud mom out there who thought her son might never make something of himself!

For dinner I decided to stop at the Pizza Hut near my hotel. It's one of those fancy Pizza Huts. The kind we use to go to when I was a kid that have a dining room and salad bar, not just a take-out joint. So I walked in and ordered a medium pizza and a 2-liter of root beer to go. (Obviously that's way too much food for just little old me to eat in 1 meal, the leftovers were gonna go in my in-room fridge... obviously!)

After I'd been waiting about 10 minutes the older gentleman working at the establishment (I assumed the manager on duty, but maybe not...) walked over to me and said they didn't have 2-liters of rootbeer and asked if I wanted something else. I, however, don't compromise when it comes to rootbeer and pizza, so I asked if they had rootbeer in any other form. He brought out 3 large cups with ice in them and asked if that would work. I agreed that was fine. Then he said, "oh, but we don't have anything for you to carry them in... let me go see if I can find a box in the back." While he runs to find a box, one of the girls behind the counter says, "we have drink carriers somewhere" so 2 of the girls start searching under the counter for a drink holder. Right then the older gentleman walks out with an open box that would hold a dozen drinks, therefore not exactly right for holding only 3 drinks without letting them tip. Finally, one of the younger girls comes running from the back holding a drink holder. As she tries to figure out how to fold it into a square and make all the handles match up, I stand patiently by watching, just trying to let her do her job. Two of the girls get it part-way put together and one of the guys tries to put a drink in when I decide I'm done watching this train wreck and reach in to fold the handles right so that the drink stays in. That's when my second chuckle of the day happened... One of the girls says, "Oh, we should've just let the rocket scientist over here put it together." I almost bust out laughing, and was halfway there when I realized they wouldn't understand why I was laughing so I stifled it. How funny is that?

While waiting for the pizza to get done I had a thrilling conversation with the older gentleman about how tough work becomes when they run out of 2-liters and have to calculate how many 12oz bottles equal a 2-liter bottle, and whether they round up or down on a delivery order.

As exciting as that was, we were not done yet. Finally, one of the employees explained to me that they'd made my pizza wrong and asked if I wanted them to remake it, which I declined. I was finally on my way, thinking how lucky all 4 of those employees were that Pizza Hut took pity on them and gave them a job. I was also thinking how lucky it was for that specific location to still be in business. Luckily for them I really wasn't picky about the whole thing but I've seen other people throw a fit over much, much less!

A short drive to the hotel and I found this guy saving my parking place.


I just thought it was one of the most random things ever. I mean, I guess it would've been more random if he'd been sitting around a poker table with some of his friends, smokin cigars. But still, this was pretty random. He was just sitting there, chewin'. And he watched me get out of the car with my pizza. He (or she, I couldn't tell) looked like a pretty content bunny!

1 comment:

Russ and Em said...

I wish you could find a way to get paid for your blog because it is hilarious!