As I’m stuck at the back of a long line at Ian’s Pizza in Madison WI. I reflect on the importance of maintaining pizza optimism. It takes consistent practice to look at my little white paper plate as half full.
Neglecting pizza with negative self-talk.
“I bet they’ll run out of Mac and Cheese” I whisper to myself as I squeeze through the entrance into a completely packed Ian’s Pizza by the Slice on State Street. A long line of shuffling customers snake around dividers at a pace that’s a little to sluggish for my liking. Some antsy patrons stand on tippy toes and crane their necks to catch a glimpse of the glowing showcase of eclectic pizza on display up ahead.
Here I am at the tail end of the line, butterflies beginning to swirl as I start to ponder the slices I want being rapidly plucked off the line. The eager crowd in front of me dismantling my hopes and dreams of Mac N Cheese pizza and Buffalo Chicken pizza and Quesadilla pizza.
“They’ll probably just have some veggie slice left” I whimper to Tess.
“I bet they don’t even have plain cheese anymore.”
Pull it together dude, you’re a pizza optimist.
I need to flip the script. Luckily, I’ve been working on my positive outlook. I’m learning I just have to rephrase the negative chatter that enters my mind and spin it in a positive direction. I have to switch my gears from slice scarcity to slice abundance (easier said than done, I know).
It starts like this:
“I bet they’ll run out of Mac n’ Cheese.”
translation:
“If they run out of Mac n’ Cheese, I can try some other slice with pasta on it, I think they have a Penne Alfredo slice!”
Chin up:
“They’ll probably just have some veggie slice left”
translation:
“I bet a veggie slice with a bunch of feta on it would be delicious.”
The future is bright:
“I bet they don’t even have plain cheese anymore.”
translation:
“I’m at Ian’s Pizza, the slice possibilities are endless, who cares about a slice of plain cheese!”
Pizza perspective; you can choose optimism.
To adopt a positive pizza outlook I try to acknowledge my negative thoughts and challenge myself to reframe them. Then I attempt to creatively find the upside in my situation.
If some kid grabs the last slice of Quesadilla, it’s perfect timing for a Spicy Chicken Taco. No matter what, I’m walking away from Ian’s pizza with some delicious slices and I can’t complain about that.
What pizza taught me:
Choosing optimism is not always easy, but if we consciously remind ourselves to practice positive thinking the pizza buffet always looks bright. By recognizing our negative self-talk and applying a positive spin we’re not left at the mercy of our emotions and we can enjoy whatever slice comes our way.
- What I’m eating: Ian’s Pizza by the Slice, State Street Madison WI. Mac and Cheese slice, Buffalo Chicken slice, Pepperoni slice.
- What I’m reading: “The Daily Stoic”-Ryan Holiday