Delivery story 445 Tori writes: I work at a Domino's pizza in Chicago, I'm actually a phone girl, but it's better than being a driver... trust me I hear all the ridiculous stories. One night at around midnight it got crazy busy. The store short on delivery drivers, my manager asked me to take a couple. One that I had to take was 22 pizzas. This was a horrible run. First, I could barely fit all the pizza in my car. Second, I'm 5'2" and 110 lbs soaking wet so I could barely carry the pizza. Third, it was to a party--all drunk teenagers. When I got there a guy answered the door and was totally wasted. I gave him the total and a group gathered around. They give me exact change, no tip. When I gave them all the pizza and was about to leave the guy gave me this look and said, "We're cool, right?" and by this he meant I won't call the cops on them. I got back to my car, called the police and give them the address, then called the store to tell them I'd be awhile. I then calmly parked in the driveway across the street and watched those cheap bastards get busted.