It’s
8:57 in the AM, and a crazy thought
entered
my head. I’m thinking about having
frozen
pizza for dinner. Screamin’ Sicilian
is
the brand my son picked up at the Sun Fresh
Grocery
last week. Pretty damned good for
store-bought
frozen. Not as tasty as the freshly
made
pizzeria kind, but certainly better than
no
pizza at all. Now here’s the weird thought
which
came to mind: I wondered about the
employee
at the frozen pizza company who
is
assigned to put the pepperoni slices on the
Pizza
Supreme? Oh yes, there is sausage and
olives,
peppers and shredded cheese on top
as
well. And a thick crust of dough underneath
holding
all the ingredients in place. A note in
fine
print on the cardboard container states
that
the toppings may shift in shipping. And in
removing
the product from its box, I can attest
to
that very happening. So, why did the guy or
gal
responsible for placing the pepperoni so
precisely
spaced even bother? Why not just
dump
everything in a pile to one side? Seems
to
me it would save time in properly positioning
each
pepperoni aesthetically pleasing and pro-
portionately
in place. Who knows, perhaps at
4
or 5 dollars an hour or whatever their pay,
the
assembler just threw a pile of ingredients
to
one side and blamed the disarray on shipping.
I
straightened out the mess, preheated the oven
to
425-degrees, baked for 15-minutes and ate
the
whole damn thing in one setting. Now all the
toppings
are a jumbled up mess in my stomach
anyway.
Go figure? Pretty damn tasty pizza though.
-30-
Chris
Hanch 3-3-2020
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