Old man: “Well, I’d like 3 slices, all meat and a Coke.”
Me: “Is Pepsi okay? We don’t serve Coke anymore.”
Old man: “WHAT?!?!?!?!? YOU DON’T SERVE COKE? ANYMORE? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?”
Me: “Well, we used to sell both brands. It was just far too expensive to keep both stocked when most people aren’t devastated by not having Coke.”
Old man: “THAT’S ABSURD! WHO DOESN’T SELL COKE! THAT’S INSANITY!”
Me: (at this point, I’m egging him on and holding back laughter) “Well…you can go next door. The convenience store probably sells Coke, but I can’t guarantee it.”
Old man: “That’s what I’ll do! You won’t get my $0.75!”
Me: “Umm…okay. I’ll have your pizza in just a minute.”
His wife: “Don’t mind him. He’s crazy.”
Old man: “Shut it! What kind of a day and age is it when you don’t sell Coke? It’s just plain un-American.”
Me: “…you know Coke cans are red. Like communism. ”