Just when I felt better, increased by vitamin intake, and began to exercise again, enter this scenario: My wife and I took Ayden to eat some pizza at PIZZA HUT today for lunch and we casually brought up to the younger waitress how we used to love the ‘book it program.’ She gave us a strange blank stare, smiling saying, “I never heard of that.” She seemed stunned of the knowledge we had on the past! It was like we told her we saw the ‘wheel’ get created.

She went on to tell us that her “older” manager “always talks about old days” of Pizza Hut.

I began to get stunned. And feel really old.

The waitress was only, say, ten years younger.. and I thought to myself in horror, when did “book it” end!?

I even told the server how, back in ‘the day,’ there would be a grand pizza party during the last week of school. I didn’t tell her, but I even have a newspaper clipping somewhere in my possession showing me and my friend Kevin in third grade waiting in line for pizza. Third grade for me was … the late 1980s. So the age begins to show, I suppose.. 

Soooo.. I did some research! AND feel a whole hell of a lot better!

BOOK IT STILL EXISTS! That’s right, server! Young punk! take your no-knowledge of anything and shove it! I have proof that YOU don’t know your own trade! ha! 

I still feel old, though.

After all, perhaps BOOK IT would work better if Pizza Hut changes it to “Kindle it.” Just saying.