Pasta La Pizza (from that other place)
Mar. 4th, 2002 08:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geebsI was watching that Kids in the Hall sketch with Neve Campbell (hey, I think she's cute). You know, the one where Kevin Mcdonald and Mark Mckinney play these pervy pizza place guys with all the hottie catholic school girl customers and the cops come in at the end and they're worried their gonna get arrested because of all the jail-bait around, but they're there to arrest Neve Campbell, who killed her Engrish teacher because he's a prevert? It reminds me of those real pizza parlors like that. You know, the catholic school kids hang out there after school to get a pizza or whateva? And the guys behind the counter are always these 20-something eye-talian guys with their gold chains and slicked back hair trying to show their muscles because they think they're so damn great? And there always flirting with the school girls. She's in high school, you dirty bastards! Of course, sometimes they flirt with your mom, which is an altogether different kind of ick, but at least you get free garlic knots out of it.
If I sound bitter, its because these guys are responsible for breaking up one of my closest friendships. Anyways, there was this girl, Lisa Castelli, she was one of the transfers from the local public schools that came in during 6th grade. Despite my shy shelf, we became friends and she was one of the handful of peeps who went to the same high school as me instead of St. Johns. There was this pizza place near the train station that we would hang out at sometimes after school. One of the guys who worked there was this Frankie guy who thought he was so damn cool and was always flirting with Lisa. October of sophmore year, I was trying out some clubs at school because the parentals are all, you need to join a club because it looks good on your college app. I think I was trying out the martial arts club, because the clubs I eventually joined weren't created yet. So I was staying after school late. After a few weeks, I decided I didn't like the club, so I quit. I hadn't seen Lisa in a while, because we didn't have any classes together that year.
I managed to be in the same bus with her one day and asked her if she wanted to grab some pizza. She was evasive and didn't feel like it and I begged because I was starved and she made up some half-hearted excuse that she had to do something for her mom. So after we get off the N she zooms past the pizza place, but ah'm "'ungry!" so I start to head in. I'm all "seeya later!" and start thinking she's pissed off at me or something, because she just ran off. The next day, at lunch, I see my friend Steve and ask him if she's pissed at me. He said he heard from his gf that Lisa was seeing Frankie from the pizza place. But then something happenned and she's been upset and doesn't go there anymore.
Later that day, my last period class is cancelled. I go home early and see her sitting by the lamppost at the 7-11. While we're waiting for the bus, I ask her what's wrong. After a bit of my annoying poking and prodding, she tells me how Frankie was acting all interested in her during that month I was staying after school. She says they slept together and after that he started acting different. Lisa was at the pizza place one day, and he was flirting with some other girls. She confronted him later about it and he said something about he thought they were just having fun or some such shit. She was upset because she really liked him. I was really mad. I don't know if it was because he hurt her or I was jealous because I was starting to like like her or what. I don't know what came over me, but I decided to confront this guy. I go up to the counter and started telling him things that I thought sounded clever in my mind but came out sounding stupid so I won't repeat them. He's like whatever and I walk out, a little embarrassed, because I didn't know what I thought would happen, I think I just ended up sounding foolish.
The Friday after, I have another off-period and see her at her locker. I try talking to her but she's mad at me. She's pissed that I opened my big mouth, because not only did I reveal something she didn't want known, her parents found out and now they were transferring her to some boarding school up in Vermont. I tried apologizing but to no avail. I tried calling her a few days later, but her mom said she didn't want to talk to me. She got transferred and I never heard from her again after that.
I know what you're thinking. Where's the "Okay, not really"? This sounds like something out of one of those stupid WB or TNBC shows you watch! Alas, this tale is true. I sometimes wish I would bump into her and we could somehow rekindle our friendship. And no, I'm not saying that because she was a piece of ass and I want to get into her pants. Okay, I wouldn't be averse to it, but she was a cool friend. I don't see anyone I knew from hs/elementary anymore, and she was one of the few peeps that I hung out with from those days that I can say I actually stand. If there was anything good that came out of this tale, I think that Frankie guy was fired. I never saw him at the pizza place again after my embarassing little outburst. So at least I could still have my pizza.
If I sound bitter, its because these guys are responsible for breaking up one of my closest friendships. Anyways, there was this girl, Lisa Castelli, she was one of the transfers from the local public schools that came in during 6th grade. Despite my shy shelf, we became friends and she was one of the handful of peeps who went to the same high school as me instead of St. Johns. There was this pizza place near the train station that we would hang out at sometimes after school. One of the guys who worked there was this Frankie guy who thought he was so damn cool and was always flirting with Lisa. October of sophmore year, I was trying out some clubs at school because the parentals are all, you need to join a club because it looks good on your college app. I think I was trying out the martial arts club, because the clubs I eventually joined weren't created yet. So I was staying after school late. After a few weeks, I decided I didn't like the club, so I quit. I hadn't seen Lisa in a while, because we didn't have any classes together that year.
I managed to be in the same bus with her one day and asked her if she wanted to grab some pizza. She was evasive and didn't feel like it and I begged because I was starved and she made up some half-hearted excuse that she had to do something for her mom. So after we get off the N she zooms past the pizza place, but ah'm "'ungry!" so I start to head in. I'm all "seeya later!" and start thinking she's pissed off at me or something, because she just ran off. The next day, at lunch, I see my friend Steve and ask him if she's pissed at me. He said he heard from his gf that Lisa was seeing Frankie from the pizza place. But then something happenned and she's been upset and doesn't go there anymore.
Later that day, my last period class is cancelled. I go home early and see her sitting by the lamppost at the 7-11. While we're waiting for the bus, I ask her what's wrong. After a bit of my annoying poking and prodding, she tells me how Frankie was acting all interested in her during that month I was staying after school. She says they slept together and after that he started acting different. Lisa was at the pizza place one day, and he was flirting with some other girls. She confronted him later about it and he said something about he thought they were just having fun or some such shit. She was upset because she really liked him. I was really mad. I don't know if it was because he hurt her or I was jealous because I was starting to like like her or what. I don't know what came over me, but I decided to confront this guy. I go up to the counter and started telling him things that I thought sounded clever in my mind but came out sounding stupid so I won't repeat them. He's like whatever and I walk out, a little embarrassed, because I didn't know what I thought would happen, I think I just ended up sounding foolish.
The Friday after, I have another off-period and see her at her locker. I try talking to her but she's mad at me. She's pissed that I opened my big mouth, because not only did I reveal something she didn't want known, her parents found out and now they were transferring her to some boarding school up in Vermont. I tried apologizing but to no avail. I tried calling her a few days later, but her mom said she didn't want to talk to me. She got transferred and I never heard from her again after that.
I know what you're thinking. Where's the "Okay, not really"? This sounds like something out of one of those stupid WB or TNBC shows you watch! Alas, this tale is true. I sometimes wish I would bump into her and we could somehow rekindle our friendship. And no, I'm not saying that because she was a piece of ass and I want to get into her pants. Okay, I wouldn't be averse to it, but she was a cool friend. I don't see anyone I knew from hs/elementary anymore, and she was one of the few peeps that I hung out with from those days that I can say I actually stand. If there was anything good that came out of this tale, I think that Frankie guy was fired. I never saw him at the pizza place again after my embarassing little outburst. So at least I could still have my pizza.
