Tag: pizza
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Taking the plunge
Well, Sunday was my last night driving pizza. It marks a number of milestones for me. It’s the first time I’ve left a job and not burned the bridge behind me. Certainly we’ve all done irresponsible stuff, and that’s always been my thing. I put in proper notice, worked every last hour, and left with…
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Been a minute
Sometimes life intervenes, doesn’t it? I’ve been a busy beaver. So, for the first time in my life, I attended a business meeting, relating to my at-home job. I was nervous, quite nervous as this was way out of my wheelhouse, like, Antarctica. I’m developing software for a company, and that day I met the…
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The lowdown on delivery
Last night just plain got to me. I am normally pretty unflappable when I do my job, considering how much dickdom I have to interact with. To be fair, most customers are perfectly normal human beings. But the dick ratio is skewed, so because the dicks are, well, bigger dicks, they stand out more. Everybody…
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Cool stuff from around town
This town has a lot of delightful weirdness that is what makes it special. Working at night brings out a special kind of weirdness that is both dark, and cool.
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More Blathering
So, it was one of those long, draggy nights. Sundays are typically slow nights, unless there’s some ‘artificial’ reason for it to be busy, say some sporting event. In 4 hours, I ran a total of 5 orders, so I left feeling a little … used. To be fair, the 5 people I talked to…
The Night Driver 