"Hello, thank y-"
"Do you always answer the phone?"
"Whenever I'm doing my job, yes."
"You get paid to answer the phone?"
"Well, ye-"
"Dude, that's awesome! Where do I sign up?"
"Really, now?"
"How long have you been working at the nacho house, taco boy?"
"Two months almost. And it's-"
"Taco. I'm aware."
"Then why the hell?"
"Because it annoys you."
"Anything you want?"
"Not really. I'm good."
"Why'd you call then?"
"I was bored."
"And I'm your only source of entertainment...?"
"Basically."
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Taco House of Love
Short Story"Hello, thank yo-" "Yeah, yeah cut the crap. I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and garlic bread on the side." "Uh, ma'am.. We don't sell pizzas." "What are you talking about?" "You called the Taco House. We sell tacos." "...