Fast Food Pizza Delivery Driver

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I got the job! I got the job! Chief of the automobile mobility sector of a globally entrusted gourmet pizza service. What does this actually mean you ask? Fast food pizza delivery driver.

What an interesting job this was, it was roulette, you would knock on the door, hope for the best and brace yourself for the worst, never knowing what was about to greet you. Most of the time you would stand at the doorstep impatiently tapping your foot, awaiting the inevitable faint chant from inside “Mom! Mom! The pizza guy is here, quick, quick!”. Other times I would walk up to the dicey looking entrance and have second thoughts about what I was doing and tell myself “Its not to late to turn back”.

One instance, which stands out, was a delivery late one Saturday night. It seemed normal enough a mixture of six pizzas to a local home. I was on my way, cruising down the main road listening to some Guns N Roses, head banging, loving life! I turned the volume down to seek out the number; this always seems to help my vision for some strange reason. “Ahh, that’s the one!” It looks to be a nice, welcoming home with some faint party music in the background, this however, wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. I walk up confidently, fix my hair in the reflection of the glass window, as you never know what beauty awaits!

The door swings open, a woman in her thirties answers, she gives me the money for the pizzas and I hand them over. She closes the door and I begin to walk away.

She reopens the door and calls me back.

“Do you want to have a bit of a joke?”

“Sure” I said hesitantly.

She turned back inside and shouted, “The stripper is here!”

She opened the door fully, welcoming and beckoning me inside. It was a hens night, I walked in and they pulled up a chair and sat me down on it, ten middle ages ladies all dancing around me. This was one interesting night! I got in the swing of things and had a joke with them, taking off my shirt and swinging it in the air! Everybody was having a laugh and enjoying them, it was just great!

Needless to say, I got a big tip that night!

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