We had a crazy busy weekend. Friday night we celebrated the completion of Alli’s hospital mural with a couple movies, some Chipotle and a cookie cake. On Saturday, I needed to work on my sermon for Sunday morning in Manhattan. After I completed that, I joined Alli out in the yard. We decided to start a landscaping project in the front yard to add a flower bed in front of the retaining wall I built four years ago.
Working on the yard is hard. We had to cut out all the sod in the flower bed, which turned out to be – by far – the most difficult part of the process. Next time, we’re renting a sod cutter. We broke for lunch and then trekked to Home Depot to pick up some flowers, soil and mulch. When we returned, my mom joined us and we laid down the weed barrier and got to planting some petunias, some begonias, some gerber daisies and some pepper plants.
By the end of the day, we were totally exhausted and completely sunburned. We crashed on the couch for a while and then went to bed around 9:30. I then proceeded to toss and turn all night. My back was sunburned so it was extremely difficult to get comfortable. Combined with the fact that I was already sore…I ended up getting no sleep at all.
That made it difficult to get up and drive the two hours to Manhattan on Sunday. But thankfully, my wife kept me company along the way and we planned out what we were doing later. We had a great service in Manhattan, but four hours of driving is a lot for an hour of worship.
We had to run right after so we thought we’d stop along the way to grab something to eat real quick. After passing several viable options, we kind of “last resorted” at Pizza Hut on California in the state capital.
This was a mistake.
I should have known. It took us about 15 minutes to place our order. And we were first in line. We had to repeat ourselves five times to order boneless wings and a cheese personal pan pizza. Not a whole lot of confusion to that, right?
After a 20 minute wait (which was supposed to be 13:25) and overpaying for every item we got (including the 12 oz. sodas that cost us $2 each, we got out of there and back on the road. As I pulled out of the parking lot, I bit into my first boneless buffalo wing to find a surprise. A BONE! I thought to myself, Wait a sec, didn’t I order boneless? I checked my receipt and sure enough, I did.
Eating bone-in wings while driving would be a challenge. So I went back and did what any rational person would do – I yelled at the 20-year-old manager.
“I know I ordered bone-out wings because I said it. I also paid for them…right here on the receipt. So why do my wings have bones? You have two choices: you can either re-make them correctly and immediately or you can give me my money back.”
The manager tried to ease my anger by offering me twice as many wings. I told him this wasn’t one of the options and that if the wings were going to take longer than 2 minutes, that he should just give me my money back. He did. All of it. If he thinks he got off easy, he’s kidding himself. I plan on writing Pizza Hut’s franchising office today to let them know the disgusting nature of the bathrooms, the poor service and the plain idiocy of those working at the Topeka Pizza Hut.
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After we returned home, I had to run to the grocery store quickly. When I got home, Alli and I spent the evening doing some pre-marital counseling with a couple that I’m marrying in July. It was a really nice evening and I made some awesome meatballs for the pasta – ground turkey and pork italian sausage. Very good.
We finished the evening watching the rather weak season finale of Saturday Night Live. The previous week with Shia Lebouf was funnier in my opinion, which is surprising because I love Steve Carell. But his skits just weren’t that funny. Neither were John McCain’s two appearances. I know he’s trying to joke it up and make people less worried about his age, but he just looked so uncomfortable.
Another restless night of sleep and it’s time to work again. Too short of a weekend.
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