Delivery story 48 BM writes: I was delivering for Domino's Pizza in Harrisburg, PA a few years back. Every once in a while, we would get an order from the strip club in our area. Usually, the delivery is just to the door guy/bouncer to get the cash and leave. On one delivery, the pizza was for some of the "performers." Instead of delivering to the door, I was sent in to wait for the girls. One of the two girls came forward, wearing only a G-string. She said she had to wait for her friend, so we stood there for a few minutes. I tried to be nonchalant about the jiggling breasts in front of me. When her friend arrived, also wearing basically no clothing, they bounced excitedly and proceeded to pull money out of their G-strings to pay me. I began to slowly back away from the unclean cash, but they gave the money to the bouncer and he gave me some larger (and hopefully cleaner) bills. Nice tips. When I got back to the shop, the females working that night were razzing me, until I started sniffing my bankroll, looking for the "special" money. Then they stopped talking to me altogether. I guess they didn't see the humor in it.