Sneaking Pizza into a Movie Is Not a Great Idea
- March 12, 2017
- Theresa Bertuzzi
I had an amazing Birthday! First I did some shopping and then hit a movie with my friends. A friend on Facebook had wished me a Happy Birthday that morning and had mentioned the importance of having Pizza on your special day. I am one of those people who are at the mercy of the power of suggestion. If I watch a baking show, I have to have cake; someone on a show is eating eggs, I suddenly am craving an omelet. So even the suggestion of Birthday pizza meant that I either had to have some or I would now be thinking about having some all day long. So I stopped in at KS pizza on my way to the movies with the brilliant idea that I would sneak a pizza into the movie under my coat. Honestly, the pizza was cheaper than getting a drink and popcorn at the movie anyway. So I picked up the pizza and when I got to the movie theater parking lot I held the pizza against my chest and zipped up my coat. I thought I was brilliant and walked into the theater with a huge grin on my face.
When I met my friends I let them know that I had a pizza in my coat, which was kind of obvious from the boxy shape of my chest area, the stupid grin on my face and the strong smell of pizza surrounding me. Diane cracked up right away and was super happy because she wanted pizza. Brigida just laughed but she was already enjoying a poutine. We sat at the table waiting for Brigida to finish her poutine before we went in to the movie and it was at this point that I started to understand why more people do not sneak entire pizzas around in their coats. They are frigging hot!!! I mean steaming hot. I was dying!!! My chest was on fire and you could see the waves of heat venting out of the neck of my jacket. I told the girls that we needed to get into the theater NOW before I suffered third degree burns. Diane put her hand over the neck of my coat and started laughing hysterically as she could feel the heat wafting out of my jacket like it was an oven. I booted past the ticket ripper and just gave him a look daring him to comment about my square looking body. He gave me a funny look but just ripped my ticket and let me go on in. I mean what does he care if the crazy lady with the square chest had a distinctive pizza smell.
When we got into the theater I ripped my coat open and yanked out the pizza. I made Diane feel my chest and she cracked up at just how hot I had gotten. I was shocked that I did not have blisters. When I opened the box to have my well-earned slice, I saw that the pizza had all slid to the side of the box and was a total mess. In hind sight I should have carried the pizza, wrapped up in my coat and not tipped on its side against my body. I know what you are thinking, “Theresa, you are not going to try that again are you?” “Why yes I am!” I cannot fail. I will try it again, until I get it right. Anyway, most of the pizza was salvageable and we ate that up as well as the parts that were not really that salvageable. “Pizza party in the movie theater on your Birthday, what could be better?” “Pizza and Cake of course!!!” Big plans for next year!