Delivery story 154 PeeWee writes: One time I had to deliver to a huge megachurch. They ordered over $200 in food and I had my car packed so full I couldn't see out the back window or the passenger side. This particularly made me nervous because I was driving on icy roads. I arrived safely at the church and ran inside to find who was in charge of taking the food. The woman asked me to drive around to the back of the church instead. So I did, and the curb there was quite a ways away from the door. I carried the food in -- it took around 10 trips or so -- and made each trip all the way to the door, through the main level of the church, down to the basement, and then across the basement. The woman made a point to tell me how great the store handled the order. Then when she was filling out the credit card, on the portion where you can add in a tip, she wrote in a big fat zero. And as she did this, she asked me to donate money to their church! I politely said something or other about not having extra cash to do this and then she proceeded to tell me I should come back to their Christmas program in a few days and pay 6 bucks to see it. This church was a good distance from our store, and in the amount of time it took me to load up my car, drive there, carry in that much food and drive back, I missed most of the dinner rush (and therefore missed other chances to make tips.) I get paid less than minimum wage and lost out on gas money. On another note, I work in a college town. Late at night on weekends, there are always plenty of drunk college students roaming the streets. I should note here to readers that I am female, which increases the safety concerns. Anyhow, for some reason, when the drunk students see a car with a pizza sign on it they often think we should double as cab drivers. They frequently hit delivery drivers up for rides. On several occasions I have had people try to climb into my car without asking while I am stopped at a red light or getting back into my car near a dorm. One time a group of 5 guys came running into the street towards my car -- while my car was moving -- and jumped on my hood and started yelling that they wanted a ride. One of them screamed, "We promise not to rape you!" return to top