Free pizza has got a mass appeal to it. It’s like an instant turn-on mechanism. The moment you hear about it, you wanna have it. It’s free! It’s pizza! What the hell, is there anything better in life? A packet of pizza being offered for free is nothing less than the centre of the universe itself. Or better still, it’s like that black hole, which has a pull so strong that you just cannot resist it. Eh, you don’t even remotely want to resist it. It’s like a divine gift from Lord Shiva himself who probably got too pleased to see his ardent devotees making daily trip to the Himalaya, inspite of all the difficulties.
This thing called free pizza always works. Be it a boring resume writing workshop by companies which are the dream companies for many of your friends or a workshop on trading and derivatives.
And a free pizza with a 500 ml bottle of cool drink? It’s heavenly bliss, it’s like God himself, it’s better than that first kiss. Does it really matter if the cool drink fails all tests of coolness? Does it really matter that you have absolutely no option to pick some other drink like say a jal-jeera prepared by a self-help group? Who wants to think about all that? Not me. And for heaven’s sake, don’t tell me you give a damn either. Shut up and take a bite…