The following conversation took place at 6:35 p.m. pacific daylight time and has been recorded for posterity as yet another example of the general absurdity of American culture.
“Thank you for calling Pizza Guys. Take out or delivery?”
“Delivery. I’d like a gourmet chicken garlic, please.”
“What size?”
“Small.”
“We don’t have smalls.”
“What’s the smallest size you do have?”
“Large.”
“...Right. One of those, then.”