The Pizza Parlor essays

The Pizza Parlor essays It was a Friday night in the middle of summer and a bunch of us decided to go for pizza. We decided to go to a well known pizza parlor near the house. When we arrived at the pizza place we noticed it was not too busy for a Friday night. We walked in and had our choice of where we wanted to sit. There was a group of waitresses sitting at a table in the middle of the parlor talking and drinking coffee. We decided to sit in the corner to have a little privacy. Our waitress greeted us with menus and asked to take our beverage order. As we were filling our order my friend noticed a guy walk in that he was not on speaking terms with. Their eyes locked on each other with an angry look in their eyes. We told him to ignore him and enjoy the night with his friends and good food. Unfortunately, that was a lot harder than originally expected. We still managed to maintain ourselves as we sipped on our Pepsis and awaited the arrival of our pepperoni and sausage pizza. We made small conversational talk while my friend and his nemesis continuously took brief glances in each others direction. Just as the pizzas were being put on the table the guy came over and made a few rude comments about my friends sister. His sister was sixteen at the time and my friend was especially defensive about her at that age. Before we knew it, a fight broke out. Not just any fight, but an all out brawl. Our good pizza was on the floor along with my friend and the other guy, each of them continuously throwing punches at each other. As the waitresses started yelling and going hysterical, the general manager sneaked behind the counter and called the police department without anybody noticing. The few customers that were in the pizza parlor surrounded them both on the floor. As I made my way through the people, going to separate the two guys, another guy punched me in the face. Blood was every where. Until that speci ...