This video/song by Marine Jared Williams-DeBolt is twelve years old now but I never get sick of it.. Something about it captures an essence of lower-enlisted barracks life; Guys always just loitering around with their buddies, the way everyone gathers like a moth to a flame when they hear a commotion, the excitement of junk food delivery (and someone with a vagina being present!)... I can't tell you how many times we all played this for each other & sang out the lyrics. Sometimes while waiting for a pizza ourselves..
Pizza lady's here with the pizza
Pizza lady, standing there-ah
-inaudible- it's alright
She brings us pizza love
Angus hurry up,
the pizza lady needs her cash and her tip
Pizza lady, mission completed!
Pizza lady fuckin' rocks
Pizza lady where are you going,
my heart can't live without you
In my life I need your pizzas
All day & all night
Pizza lady, fuckin' track star
Look how fast pizza lady runs
Pizza lady, you bring love in every bite
I NEVER MISS A CRUMB
Pizza lady, don't you go
Pizza lady, don't you know
I need your loooOoOoOOoOoooove
- Disclaimer - This was a delightful one-off and I don't recommend chasing your own delivery person with a guitar.
What brought this to my mind was writing about a Hot Pocket shortage on military bases last night & how that's problematic for snacking, especially for those on bases in remote areas where delivery food is not an option. If the chow hall is closed you're shit outta luck.
So for areas where there is delivery, it does not go unappreciated. In barracks all over duty stations like Camp Lejeune & Camp Pendleton, pizza delivery heroes shuttle an endless loop in the evenings making sure the junior enlisted get their fill. (My go-to back in the day was the Domino's chicken-bacon-ranch with extra ranch, sometimes multiple times per week. Guess some things don't change much.)
And ok, it's not quite a song but we do sing terribly sometimes… There's always ZeroBlog30 if you're looking for another lighthearted mil-related listen: