friday august 21

today i ordered pizza delivery. when the delivery guy arrived at my house, there was an old italian woman standing just behind him, to the side of our porch. as i tried to take in my food and give him his money, she attempted to pepper me with questions that were either in italian or in such a thick italian accent that i could only make out about 10% of her words. she kept gesturing toward the house next door and asking where "five" was. this line of questioning distracted me from paying the delivery guy for a little while, and when i finally did, he made a beeline to get away from the awkward situation. meanwhile, i kept remorsefully saying "i'm not sure!" and "i dunno!" to the italian woman as i slowly closed my door on her.