Delivery story 75 Adam writes: I delivered in the Osawatomie, KS area for a few months. Osawatomie is small, but still full of criminals and insane loony crack heads. One example: I had a delivery for a house in the west end of town. Basically the further west you go, the crazier people get. There was no place to park, so I parked in a lot in front of a few houses. No problem, right? As I collected the pizzas and stepped out of the car and started for the customer's house, I heard yelling from the house behind me, one that I parked in front of. I turned around and looked. There was a woman twice the size of a steer leaning out the door. "That's Betty's spot." I told her I would only be there a few minutes and started walking again. "She'll be home in a few minutes, and she'll be mad." Keep in mind, this is at the end of an 8-hour shift. I was pissed and wanted to collect my tip money and go home, so I lost it. I said, "Look lady, give me about 30 seconds to deliver these and then I'll move my damn car for your precious Betty." She responded with an original "F-you!" and threw an object that looked like a potted plant at me, went inside, and slammed the door. Of course, the plant fell 20 feet short of me, but it was funny nonetheless. Moral: Pizza delivery is a job. We don't bug you at work, so you don't bug us. We remember people like you and we always make sure you get your pizzas last if we ever deliver to your place.