No supply, extreme demand, inevitable disappointment

There’s a pizza place in my neighbourhood that’s never got any pizza ready to sell. Every time I walk by, they’ve got nothing but empty racks and trays sitting under those lamps. I’ve lived in this end of town for nine months, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a single slice of pizza through their window.

And you know what? It’s gotten to a point at which I’ve got to try their pizza. I have to know what I’m missing. If the day ever comes when they actually make a pizza – and I’m not saying it will – then I’m going to be the first one in line to wolf it down.

And you know what else? There’s no way that pizza’s going to live up to my heavily inflated expectations. It could be the best pizza in the world – which is unlikely, because it doesn’t seem like they’ve got a lot of experience in actually making pizzas – and it still wouldn’t measure up to the pizza I’ve been building up in my head for the past nine months.

Listen, I’m no… someone who’s famous for knowing a lot about pizza places. But doesn’t that seem like a terrible business model?

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