. "5"^^ . "1"^^ . . "1"^^ . "2014-10-09T00:00:00"^^ . . "1"^^ . "My story starts out with a bad hangover, and me wanting to get some quality food.\n\nI stumbled into the restaurant I typically go to during the lunch hour to get a gluten free pizza, and this particular occasion, I forgot to say Gluten Free.\n\nI get the pizza, and an overwhelming sense of embarrassment washed over me as I asked sheepishly \"I forgot to say gluten free, didn't I?\"\n\nI apologized and ordered a gluten free pizza after and explained I would just pay for the pizza so my roommate can have it and it doesn't go to waste and my server doesn't have to take the hit.\n\nShe took it off the bill, boxed it up, fed me lots of water to nurse my hangover, and made me feel less of an idiot for forgetting how to order my own food.\n\nI left her a tip in the amount that the pizza normally costs after tax and tip. She did serve it to me, she did box it up for me, and if I could have eaten it, it would have been perfect.\n\nShe went above and beyond for me tonight, and I can't thank her enough.\n\nI believe her name was Taylor, as well. Like I said, I cannot brain today. I has the dumb. And a hangover."^^ .