Delivery story 356 D. B. east writes: I began driving in the fall of '08. My company produces deep fried burgers, chicken tenders, and other college food. After a couple months on the job I received an order that led to one of the better nights of my career. The store is open until 3 am every night, and go figure at 2:45 the phone lights up like a Christmas tree. The first order was a regular good tipper and I was content to have him as a night cap. Then shortly after he placed his order the phone rang again. It was a regular address but with new instructions for an upstairs apartment, luckily only one block over from the regular. We whipped the orders together on the double and rushed to the first house. I was invited inside while the customer got the cash and was talking with his buddies. The one comment I didn't want to hear was uttered. "Aw, man, you never tell us when you're ordering food." I knew my night was not over... I then rushed over to the second house. Since I never knew about this upstairs deal, I called the customer and was told to just go down the drive and up the external stairs. I followed the instructions, and I'm just zoned out now. It's cold, drizzling, and a 'lil dog yipping away, and she was just not answering the door. Finally the door opens and I'm doin' my normal motions. Then I glanced down. She was stark nude. She was totally oblivious to it and turned to ask a question to her friend on a couch. As I shot a glance over my heart began to race. There was another woman just reclining on the couch, spread. I walked away with a $16 tip and a good experience. They are my top priority house now and forever.