tales of a delivery boy

So here were just some random tales from the day delivering pizzas. it is by far the best job one can have- great money and hours. no real interactions with a boss/authority figure. and its fun driving around in your car listening to music.

1. i delivered a pizza to some ghetto dude wearing all oakland athletics clothes. he opens the door and says, 'whats up my man?'. and then says, 'here's $19.50, my man'. and then says 'keep it real my man' as i leave. i am not his man. wtf. i said hello and thanks. he gave me $2.

2. I delivered a pizza to this really cute girl, we'll say she was 25, and she lived in a semi-nice apartment. she invited me in as she went to search for her purse. she was suprised that I came to her door, she figured she'd have to go to the front and meet me. I asked her if she just moved here, since it's common practice to deliver to the door. She says she has lived here for nearly 2 years, just doens't order pizza since she is lactose intolerent and it makes her sick. my next question is why she order it then. her responce 'well, i really like it when i do eat it, and this way i can get out of going to the dentist tomorrow'. i tell her i want to be a dentist. she gives me $2 and I leave.