I am that person. The one who gives away my pizza crusts.
I am not sure what it is, but I can never bring myself to
eat the crust.
I do not know if it’s the texture or the taste but the crust
is by far the worst part. Not only does it fill you up very fast, it’s the toughest
part of the whole pizza and is sure to give your jaw a workout.
Quite possibly the reason why I refuse to eat the crust is a
result of a scarring childhood experience. It all started when I attended my
friend’s 10th birthday party. In attendance were five of my closest
friends who I had gone to school with since Kindergarten. For dinner we ate
ourselves silly with pizza. Noticing all the pizza crusts left, we decided to
have a contest to see who could eat the most crusts. I was determined to win.
Crust after crust we continued eating until we could no longer eat and our
tummies ached. My friend won with 12 crusts and I ate 10. This with the pizza I
had previously eaten was too much and I threw up everything. This caused two of
the other girls to follow in suit. First in shock everyone was silent and then
allow of a sudden a burst of laughter filled the room. It was definitely a
birthday to remember and to this day I refuse to eat pizza crusts.
However, there isn't a better feeling giving away your pizza
crust to another person and watching their satisfaction. It often makes me
question however what they find so enjoyable.
I’d rather give my crust away anyways because I don’t get
full as fast which means I can eat more of the best part: the actual pizza.
AWESOME
