You look up from your laptop. 7:13 PM. Damn! Work ran late again. It’s gonna be pizza tonight. Where should you order from? Hmm…Domino’s!
You put in your order, and, 27 minutes later, you take that comfortably warm box we all love more than Christmas presents from the delivery man’s hands.
You sit down at your kitchen table, crack it open, and have yourself a delicious slice. As you chew on some crispy pepperoni, you start to ponder: “Why did I go for Domino’s? And how did I come up with it so fast?”
The answer hits you like lightning. The cheese almost falls out of your mouth. “No! Those clever bastards!”
Staring at you, right from the spice basket in the middle of the table, is a little white packet. On one side, it says “Oregano Seasoning.” Across the other, in bold blue letters, your fate was spelled all along: Domino’s Pizza.
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