No anchovies……..

Now that I’ve adjusted to working nights at the hospital, I’ve found that I know have the most ridiculous sleep schedule in history. Night and day have blended to the point where I’m not sure what time it is anymore.

Just an example: I got off work Thursday morning at 7am. Since I was going to be off for a few days I decided to try and get my sleep back to normal. For the most part it was okay. I’d stay up until about 2 or 3am, and the wake up the next morning around 10 or so.

Until Sunday. I ended up staying up the whole night. Not going to bed until around 9am Monday morning. I finally go to sleep……..and wake up at 9pm! Fantastic! I’m officially backwards now! Day sleep is the worst sleep possible.

On second thought…….

Switching gears, here’s a story that may make you think twice before ordering a pizza.

On said Sunday I was all about watching some NFL playoffs. Bret Favre leading the Vikings to the NFC championship game! How can you not love it?

I wanted to order some wings and a pizza and take them over to my brother’s place to watch the game. I won’t say where I ordered to avoid any lawsuits that may come from this nationally read blog.

Ignore that

I ordered online. 10 wings plus a sausage and mushroom thin crust. I’ve got about 15 minutes before I have to go pick it up when I get a phone call. It’s from the pizza place, telling me they are out of sausage. This is really upsetting. She asks me if I want to add ham or hamburger or change it to a specialty pizza. I’m at a loss. Italian sausage is the best topping on a pizza. I sigh and tell her to make it Supreme (of course it’s a supreme without sausage, so is it really supreme?). She tells me not to worry. She’ll “take care of me” and make it “look good”. I feel a little better.

I pick up the pizza and wings and head to Spencer’s apartment. I tell him the situation about there not being any sausage.

He doesn’t take it well

Luckily I remembered the parmesan cheese and crushed red pepper. 2 staples you must have. OK, so I eat the first wing. It’s terrible. Not enough buffalo sauce, plus it’s almost burnt. This is not turning out as I intended.

But the best part…..THE BEST PART…..is when I take my first bite of pizza. So let’s back up. When I showed up to buy this pizza, the manager opened the box to let me get a look at how she “took care” of it. Seemed fine. I take a bite and crunch down on something hard. Not rock-hard, but something my teeth couldn’t pierce. It was a little cardboard circle……on my pizza…..in place of sausage. When she said she’d make it “look good”, cardboard pizza wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.

Excuse me, but I said no olives.

I’ve never been a big pizza fan anyway, but this pretty much seals the deal. And the commercials say Domino’s tastes like cardboard. Go figure.