A FLY FOR RS 250

Theres not a single day we have cribbed about the company we work for. With we I mean me and my 4 other friends, well there are 3 more, two of them have been on the fence lately and one has been exiled to Chennai so haven’t heard from him.
Well it happened to be birthday of ‘salaried beggar’ as I call him, the reason for that is the guy never has money, for almost everything he says ‘paisa nahi hai’.
Another character ‘Vinnie’ just returned from UK, so owed us a party. Btw hes the most messed up living creature I have ever seen.

Blessed we were with their curses, we managed to get them to pay for a dinner at Pizza Hut.

What happens when horny (if u hang out with them u will know y I use it here), single, loser guys plan for a dinner, they end up at the place at 6:30 PM. Then it dawns upon them that its late snacks time and not time to dine. Well then the bunch heads up for a stroll just to pass time.
If Vinnie and beggar are kept under observation the most ground breaking technology of communication can be captured. They exchange ideas without speaking , gestures or any modern medium. Probably to do with their gay relationship.
A bait of having pastries was thrown by them and the ‘whiny’ fish got hooked.
Well profit was booked. Time passed and we were back to pizza hut. If u don’t get it: the bait was to let people have as much food as possible just before the dinner.

Got a table. Well not to mention how the gifted sex was appreciated. Suddenly vinnie, who btw is partially colour blind, found a fly (live) in the chilli flakes bottle. No, no-one was called, not even a molecule in their gut jumped against gravity , instead vinnies already messed up neural circuit fired a brilliant plan.
Keep the fly as a guest till the food is almost eaten. Then let it be discovered, let it have the power to whip the manager till he apologises for its presence. And finally let it be sacrificed to appease the gods of free lunch.

The genuine cry :
The new ringo pizza was found to taste like acetone – nail polish remover, only after, all but 2 pieces were eaten. Now why the hell would any neone taste acetone, don’t ask. The waiter was called and inquired about acetone. Well the butter and garlic combination was suppose to taste like ‘acetone’ as it was alluded by the waiter. It was the special flavour. No replacement and remnant of the pizza stayed there. But wait after, 15 minutes the acetone evaporated and it was gulped down with few curses.

The execution of the plan to execute the fly:

The expressions were practised, lines were rehearsed and the waiter was called again. Presented with glass bottle the waiter was asked to spot the difference. And yes he won, there, he said, the fly. Manager was called too, asked whether flies were added for flavour. One of the lines that would entertain me for years.
Apologies rejected, free pizzas rejected, replacement , err the acetone flavoured pizza was gone, finally discount was asked for.
100%, 50%, 30, 20 ok said the manager and triumph.

The fly in its glassy grave was taken after its sacrifice and the god of free lunch showered 20% discount of 250 Rs.