Man! Sometimes the world at large just conspires to irk people, doesn't it? All I wanted was some food. First, I went to Gelson's - the deli was too crowded and I didn't feel like anything anyway. Then, I drove across the street to the Subway. As I parked, ten people walked into the Subway. This at five-thirty. Well, I wasn't about to wait behind ten people. Then I drove to Quickie's to get three slices of pizza. There was someone ordering when I walked in - ordering five large pizzas, a few slices, a few sides, a few salads, with no end in sight. I stormed out. I then drove to another pizza place I'd never tried, not too far away. I ordered three slices - there was this HUGE pizza, and they put that in to cook and to take my three slices from. Twenty minutes later it was done. He then cut the slices and each one of the was roughly the size of a motor home. I've never seen bigger slices in my life and each one had to be put in its own small box, and even then the edge had to be folded over to make it fit. I got the three slices home. The pizza was fair, but I was so hungry I ate most of two slices (but not all), which was probably like eating four slices - blechhh. I didn't even touch the third slice, just threw it out. I then had to get the taste out of my mouth so I had a Snickers with almonds bar. So, I ate terrible food (except for the Snickers) and way too much pizza, when all I wanted was three reasonble slices (which would have been roughly 1000 calories - fine for the diet). Thankfully, I jogged, but I will be very angry if I so much as gain a half-pound from that awful pizza.