"It's a disaster. I ordered a pizza, and it still hasn't arrived. Ms. P would be okay with me going to the office to get it when it gets here. Will that be okay with you...?"
It was the start of 5th period, just after lunch. Presumably Lydia had ordered the pizza with time to get it by lunch...
Um, yeah. So, sometimes the students order food in. Usually a parent or sibling will bring it, but occasionally I've seen delivery people arrive. I'll just leave that right there.
Lydia waited. And waited. And got angrier and angrier.
She wanted to call the pizza restaurant to complain. But, she knew her friend was working and answering the phone, so she didn't want to yell at her. Except, it had been over an hour since she ordered.
(It wasn't like I was hovering over her during all of this. The class had a bookwork assignment that most of them were doing. I had a "monitor the class" day. Lydia's lamentations were the class entertainment for the period.)
Lydia's friend said that the manager should give her a credit for the poor service. The friend called to complain. And still they waited. Apparently, the delivery guy had left some time ago.
Then Lydia got a "hope you're enjoying your food" notification...
By the end of 5th period she still had not gotten her pizza. (So, that's a half hour for lunch and about an hour for class.) Yeah, I'd be ticked, too.
