Well, not all of them! When you deliver pizza you get to see different people, and you get to take a peek at their homes. You see, their dogs, some have big dogs – almost as big as cows, and when it barks at you they just say “oh! He is a friendly dog!” but you know what, I’d rather you keep your big friendly dog inside – Thank you!
The point is, it is not just seeing inside people’s house, but even smelling it too. The most common smell is marijuana. The people usually order lots of food, because they have some serious munchies, and they tip good because they are high – and I love it! Too much information here, right? Science tells that you crave junk food after smoking marijuana. Not that pizza is junk, but you get the point.
Anyway, I have delivered large orders to a few apartments and houses that I could smell pot, but the weird one was this place that requested for paper plates when they placed their orders. That night we were out of paper plates, so I was ready to apologize for it. I arrived, and found the building, went upstairs and knocked. I could hear voices, mostly children’s voices from inside, and one of them keeps asking “who is it” and I said “pizza is here”. But the kids inside won’t stop running, and the other kid won’t stop asking the same question! This was going on for about 5-7 minutes.
Finally an adult, African-American young lady opened the door, and holy shit! There were like 5-6 kids inside, no furniture in the living room and kids lined up for the food. And of course, the smell of weed hit my face as soon as she opened the door. That explained the wait. She was probably smoking weed somewhere in the house. I don’t care what people do in their house, it’s none of my business, I just deliver pizza! Pot, is not legal in my state yet, so it is kind of strange when you smell it now and then. Anyway, I gave her the food, and she signed the receipt and asked for paper plates.
Me: I’m so sorry about that, but we were out of paper plates.
Her: Do you have napkins in your car?
Me: I don’t…
Her: So you were out of napkins too?
Me: No, but did you tell them to add napkins to your order?
Her: No. I thought you might have it in your car.
Me: I’m sorry for the miscommunication here, but we don’t carry napkins.
She handed the receipt back to me, rolled her eyes, and said “Oookkkkeeey!” and shut the door! It wasn’t the best or ideal situation, but she tipped me good, so we are good! I’m not a pot expert, but isn’t weed supposed to change your mode and makes you happy? So, why she was so much upset about damn paper plates and napkins? She didn’t have plates and soap? Again, none of business!
Other funny characters, are the ones who are having sex when you arrive! Yup, that’s a thing. I’m not kidding. I went to this place on Friday night, it was a verified customer, meaning we have delivered to this address without any issues in the past. I couldn’t see the lights inside, and there was no doorbell – I mean WTF, no doorbell? So, I was knocking for a few minutes and nothing. The mistake I made, and if you are a driver, don’t do it, I left my cell in the car. ALWAYS have your phone on you. I decided to go back to my car and call them. Almost down the last porch step when this cute, disheveled lady opened the door and called out to me.
As soon as I saw her, I couldn’t hide my smile – something was telling me she was getting laid. I came back and this disheveled guy showed up, shirts untucked, and now we are smiling, kind of devilish smile to imply “I know what you were up to… wink, wink.” She took the food and disappeared, while her smile went to full-blown laugh, giggling if you will. Well, I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything and based on the tip he gave me, I think my timing was just spot on. You crave for food, all kinds of food after humping!
Inherently Funny! 