I had an interesting delivery last night. When I pulled into the customer's driveway, I see and hear a whole bunch of cowboys with great big trucks next door screaming, "Pizza! pizza!" at the top of their lungs. Normally this pisses me off but this was out in the country so it was just kind of silly. I laughed a little and made my delivery. I jokingly told the woman that I thought the guys out there were going to roll me for her pizza. That made her smile. "Oh no! They're going to a bachelor party with plenty of food. My pizza was probably safe." Ah! That explained it. So I go back to my car and one of the trucks comes driving up, and the driver whips off his hat and the guys in the truck start screaming, "Strippers and pizza! Woo-hoo! We love strippers and pizza! We love you!"
Ya know? That's part of what I like about this job. You never really know what might happen.
