Delivery story 137 JJ writes: I was delivering a pizza to a house on Bank Street. I never delivered to this place before. A young lady opened the door, blonde, with a nice figure. She was wrapped loosely from the shoulders to below the knee in a sheet. She appeared to have both hands occupied trying to hold the sheet and prevent all of it from falling down to her ankles. My dilemma -- should I hand her the pizzas? I handed over the pizzas and she then tried to hold the pizzas with one hand, all the while frantically trying to hold up her sheet with the other hand. The sheet momentarily slipped below her chest revealing that she was not wearing anything under the sheet. She then placed the pizza boxes on the floor and tried to give me the payment for the food. Now she was juggling dollar bills, change, and her sheet and I was trying to hand her the change. After a few more slips of the sheet, she stepped back and closed the door. I worked at this Pizza Hut for another year or two but I never delivered there again.