MS and I were, lets say under the influence of *questionable substances* and were in no state to make any logical decisions.
MS: Let’s order pizza! From Domino’s!
Me: Good idea!
MS: I got a coupon too! Buy one and get one free!
Me: Awesome! Order one pepperoni and one peppy paneer (cottage cheese).
MS: Sounds like a plan.
*MS finishes ordering*
Me: How much was the bill?
MS: 584 bucks.
Me: 584? Isn’t that too much? I’d thought that it’ll be around 450.
MS: No idea. Must be extra tax.
Me: Hmmmmm, ok.
*After five minutes*
MS: I think, we’ve been taken for a ride!
MS: Tax is about 15% ?
MS: So the pizza is 370 + 50 + 45 = 465! And the other pizza is free!
*At this point, all I could imagine was the numbers from that movie, A Beautiful Mind*
Me: Ummmm, ok…
MS: So the tax is 15%. 15% of 465 is 69.75! So the bill must come upto 534.75! Not 584! We’ve been fleeced!
*By this time I was convinced that MS was higher than Mt.Everest. So I got off my lazy ass, did all the calculations and found out that MS was right. Calculating the bill was so intense that all my buzz came down*
Me: Ok, you’re right!
MS: Let the Domino’s guy come. I’m gonna give him a piece of my mind!
*Twenty minutes laters, the Domino’s guy arrives and hands me the bill*
Me: You’re such a dopehead!
Me: The bill was 534.75 all this while! You heard wrong!
Me: Oh, oops… My bad.
Me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! You S.O.B!