Delivery story 101 RK writes: I've been delivering for Domino's for over 18 years in a small town in central Illinois part time and have a few good stories to tell. The first one was just a case of bad luck. Late at night, we only have one driver and a manager. We got busy right before close after a relatively slow night up to that point. The manager set me up with a 4 pie run while he took the last delivery of the night after he locked up the store. He got to the apartment building, knocked on the door, and the door opened with a good looking girl standing there. She paid for the pizzas with tip and sat it down on the steps behind her. Then she told him that she lost a bet with her friends who were now at the top of the stairs looking down at us. He asked about the bet and she said that she has to show him her tits. She asked if that would be okay. Well, being the nice guy that he is, he said sure, since she lost the bet and all. So she whipped them out, tossed them back and forth a couple of times and asked what he thought. He just said pretty nice and thanked her and walked away with the sound of her friends laughing in the background. Anyway, you see, in normal circumstances that delivery would have been mine. It should have been me standing there. Damn the luck! Another story comes from right at closing time. The phone rang and I answered it. The girl at the other end asked if we were still open and I said for another five minutes and she said she was sorry for calling so close to closing time and placed her order. I delivered her pizzas, which was $22.35, and she told me she's a bartender and knows what it's like to work for tips. She handed me a wad of money and said there was more than enough for the pizza and a tip. I told her thank you and went back to my truck. On the way back to the store, I almost ran off the road when I counted $50.00 in one dollar bills. NICE TIP!!!