Fuzzy Math

my brother-in-law told me this story today. he had a lady come in and she had ordered a large pizza. he asked her if he should cut it into eight slices or ten slices. her response- "oh, heavens! cut it into eight. i couldn't eat ten."

Are you my mother?

okay, this story happened a while ago, but it needs to be written down.

derek was at the pizza place one day, just like he is most days. derek's brother, tony, is the owner. so, this one day a lady comes in to get her pizza and pay. when derek told her the total she said "no, that's not right. i get a discount because i'm tony's mom. you know tony, the owner? i'm his mom, so i get a discount." derek just looked at this lady and said "well, i'm tony's brother..." and before he could get further she threw her money on the counter, took the pizza and ran out the door. we don't know how she knew tony's name, but it certainly was a funny thing that happened.

Delivery

hello, ruth here. on monday i was at my mother's house and derek picked up our son, andy, at school and took him back to the pizza place. our son really likes to hang out with daddy. my mom called and ordered pizza for delivery. derek told andy he was gonna deliver pizza and him to gram's house. andy said okay, but then started crying. derek asked what was wrong and andy told him he didn't want to be put into a pizza bag. derek reassured him that he wouldn't have to ride in a pizza bag. so cute.