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17 February 2002 04:28![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
juldeatonight has been such a weird night!
First off, I sewed and sewed and sewed. I made a beanie hat for the baby (that was my special accomplishment!) and also the start of a matress cover/flat sheet for its bassinett - I'm not sure what you need, Rachel, so you'll have to let me know what I should do with it. Right now it looks like a 14"x34" pillowcase. :) I also fixed the tears in the seams of my black velvet shirt that I've given to goldbug, and put a zipper into a pair of pants I had that were just drawstring waist.
Then I went to work at midnight. It wasn't very busy, and it was a good half hour before I went on a run. The first pizza I delivered cost $18.34, and the guy gave me $25 and told me to keep the change. Who here can do math and tell me the amount of that tip? Yes, indeed - $6.66. *meep*
Then I did a delivery to Walker Tower. We always call first from the store to let the customer know we're coming, so they will come downstairs to meet us. As I was walking up to the doors, there were some people waiting outside, and a girl said, "That must be ours," so I stopped and looked at them. One of the guys said, "How about you tell the store that we beat you up and took your pizza, and we'll just give you a tip?" So I looked at the price of the pizza, which was about $11.75, and I said, "As long as you give me a $12 tip, we'll call it a deal." They groaned and moaned and then one of the guys asked me what was on the pizza, which was a clue to me that this wasn't really their pizza. So I told them (it was half mushroom) and they made more icky noises and one of the guys said, "One time we got these other people's pizza, and it had mushrooms and onion on it! Isn't that gross?" and I laughed at him and told him that it was one of my favorites. They continued to ask me if they could have the pizza but I started to make my way to the doors. One of the guys kind of followed me, bugging me, and finally I told him that he should just talk to Jenny (the name on the delivery) if he wanted to buy the pizza off of someone. So he looks inside at 2 girls sitting in the lobby of Walker and says, "They don't look like Jennys, looks like she's not here," but the girls got up and came towards us. They opened the door, and the guy said, "Are you Jenny?" and one of the girls looked startled and said, "Yess..." and the guy swore and went back outside. She looked at me quizzically and I told her that they were trying to buy her pizza off of me but that I told them they had to buy it off of her. She was against the idea, of course. ;)
Later, the computers at PJ's went dead for a few minutes. We lost a lot of orders and had to tell a lot of people who called that we couldn't get them pizza at the moment. There were a couple pizzas which were already in the oven, but we lost the information on them and we didn't know if they were pick-up, delivery, who they were for, anything. It was quite fun =P
I delivered an out-of-area delivery up on Sherry St. The directions just said "Sherry S", so I went out on Main and turned right on Sherry, figuring I'd look at the house numbers to see if I turned the right way or not. I found the right number and went up to the house, but it was very very dark. I rang the doorbell and waited a while, and nothing happened. I tried to open the screen door to knock, still nothing. So I went out to my car and thought a bit, and went the other way past Main to Sherry SOUTH. And yeah, the same numbers were there. So I probably accidentally woke up someone's grandma at 2am...
Turns out that the correct address was the house of someone I had aviation class with 2 years ago. He and a few of his friends were having a good ol' time drinking beer, and asked if I wanted one. I pondered for a second and said, "Sure," and sat and shot the breeze with him while drinking this beer. It felt so naughty, grin. But I only had one, and I didn't take it in the car with me or anything.
However, on my way back from that delivery, I sped up to catch a yellow light, didn't end up catching it and running through the red, and noticing that on the cross-street there was a nice little black and white police car which very quickly turned on its lights and turned to follow me. I knew I was screwed, so I pulled over and got out my registration, etc. The cop asked me if I got better tips by driving fast, and I said it didn't matter since I was returning to the store anyway. Then he said he wouldn't give me a ticket!! He just told me to slow down, that it wasn't worth the profit if I got in a wreck. I was very happy, and I really did drive better for the rest of the night. I think it was amusing that I had just downed a beer when that happened.
Then I delivered to someone who got their pizza for free for some reason, and got my current best tip ever - $10. Whee!
Krispy Kreme apparently has a deal with my Papa John's store that every now and then, we will trade them pizza for donuts. I don't know how much pizza we gave them tonight (I only know of one particular "large the works"), but we got 5 dozen assorted donuts in return. Yummmm. I got to take about 6-8 home and hopefully I will bring them to Sinus practice in the morning.
So I got off work and came home. I was here for about 5-10 minutes when there's a knock on the front door. Goldbug goes to check the peephole, and doesn't recognize who it is, so I look and I don't either - it's some random black guy in maybe his 30s. So I open the door a crack, and he asks if it's my car out in front of the apartment which had its lights on and was running. I say no, and he asks if we could be nice people and 'help a brother out'. He says he locked his keys in his car (which I assume was the other car out in front?) and needed a ride to "Donnie's", which was right around the corner, to get his spare key. Goldbug and I finally agree to help this guy out, although feeling weird about it, so together we go in my car and take this guy literally right around the corner to Donnie's. It's on Stinson, right next to the Sinclair. Who knows why this guy couldn't walk. He made weird comments, asking for pizza, telling us we were beautiful, wanting to know what we did for entertainment, etc. Anyway, we drop him off and Donnie's, and he asks us to wait for a bit. He goes up into this apartment, and shortly afterwards comes back down and talks to me, saying that Donnie is an ass and he (not Donnie) wants to leave but he thinks he should be a good samaritan and stay and take care of Donnie... and can we wait one more second? So he goes back up, and soon comes back and says he's going to stay. So finally goldbug and I drive back home, and we're here alive and not attacked by some weird guy. I probably would've driven off while he was in Donnie's apartment the first time if I wasn't afraid that he already knew where we lived. =P
So yeah, what a freaky night.
First off, I sewed and sewed and sewed. I made a beanie hat for the baby (that was my special accomplishment!) and also the start of a matress cover/flat sheet for its bassinett - I'm not sure what you need, Rachel, so you'll have to let me know what I should do with it. Right now it looks like a 14"x34" pillowcase. :) I also fixed the tears in the seams of my black velvet shirt that I've given to goldbug, and put a zipper into a pair of pants I had that were just drawstring waist.
Then I went to work at midnight. It wasn't very busy, and it was a good half hour before I went on a run. The first pizza I delivered cost $18.34, and the guy gave me $25 and told me to keep the change. Who here can do math and tell me the amount of that tip? Yes, indeed - $6.66. *meep*
Then I did a delivery to Walker Tower. We always call first from the store to let the customer know we're coming, so they will come downstairs to meet us. As I was walking up to the doors, there were some people waiting outside, and a girl said, "That must be ours," so I stopped and looked at them. One of the guys said, "How about you tell the store that we beat you up and took your pizza, and we'll just give you a tip?" So I looked at the price of the pizza, which was about $11.75, and I said, "As long as you give me a $12 tip, we'll call it a deal." They groaned and moaned and then one of the guys asked me what was on the pizza, which was a clue to me that this wasn't really their pizza. So I told them (it was half mushroom) and they made more icky noises and one of the guys said, "One time we got these other people's pizza, and it had mushrooms and onion on it! Isn't that gross?" and I laughed at him and told him that it was one of my favorites. They continued to ask me if they could have the pizza but I started to make my way to the doors. One of the guys kind of followed me, bugging me, and finally I told him that he should just talk to Jenny (the name on the delivery) if he wanted to buy the pizza off of someone. So he looks inside at 2 girls sitting in the lobby of Walker and says, "They don't look like Jennys, looks like she's not here," but the girls got up and came towards us. They opened the door, and the guy said, "Are you Jenny?" and one of the girls looked startled and said, "Yess..." and the guy swore and went back outside. She looked at me quizzically and I told her that they were trying to buy her pizza off of me but that I told them they had to buy it off of her. She was against the idea, of course. ;)
Later, the computers at PJ's went dead for a few minutes. We lost a lot of orders and had to tell a lot of people who called that we couldn't get them pizza at the moment. There were a couple pizzas which were already in the oven, but we lost the information on them and we didn't know if they were pick-up, delivery, who they were for, anything. It was quite fun =P
I delivered an out-of-area delivery up on Sherry St. The directions just said "Sherry S", so I went out on Main and turned right on Sherry, figuring I'd look at the house numbers to see if I turned the right way or not. I found the right number and went up to the house, but it was very very dark. I rang the doorbell and waited a while, and nothing happened. I tried to open the screen door to knock, still nothing. So I went out to my car and thought a bit, and went the other way past Main to Sherry SOUTH. And yeah, the same numbers were there. So I probably accidentally woke up someone's grandma at 2am...
Turns out that the correct address was the house of someone I had aviation class with 2 years ago. He and a few of his friends were having a good ol' time drinking beer, and asked if I wanted one. I pondered for a second and said, "Sure," and sat and shot the breeze with him while drinking this beer. It felt so naughty, grin. But I only had one, and I didn't take it in the car with me or anything.
However, on my way back from that delivery, I sped up to catch a yellow light, didn't end up catching it and running through the red, and noticing that on the cross-street there was a nice little black and white police car which very quickly turned on its lights and turned to follow me. I knew I was screwed, so I pulled over and got out my registration, etc. The cop asked me if I got better tips by driving fast, and I said it didn't matter since I was returning to the store anyway. Then he said he wouldn't give me a ticket!! He just told me to slow down, that it wasn't worth the profit if I got in a wreck. I was very happy, and I really did drive better for the rest of the night. I think it was amusing that I had just downed a beer when that happened.
Then I delivered to someone who got their pizza for free for some reason, and got my current best tip ever - $10. Whee!
Krispy Kreme apparently has a deal with my Papa John's store that every now and then, we will trade them pizza for donuts. I don't know how much pizza we gave them tonight (I only know of one particular "large the works"), but we got 5 dozen assorted donuts in return. Yummmm. I got to take about 6-8 home and hopefully I will bring them to Sinus practice in the morning.
So I got off work and came home. I was here for about 5-10 minutes when there's a knock on the front door. Goldbug goes to check the peephole, and doesn't recognize who it is, so I look and I don't either - it's some random black guy in maybe his 30s. So I open the door a crack, and he asks if it's my car out in front of the apartment which had its lights on and was running. I say no, and he asks if we could be nice people and 'help a brother out'. He says he locked his keys in his car (which I assume was the other car out in front?) and needed a ride to "Donnie's", which was right around the corner, to get his spare key. Goldbug and I finally agree to help this guy out, although feeling weird about it, so together we go in my car and take this guy literally right around the corner to Donnie's. It's on Stinson, right next to the Sinclair. Who knows why this guy couldn't walk. He made weird comments, asking for pizza, telling us we were beautiful, wanting to know what we did for entertainment, etc. Anyway, we drop him off and Donnie's, and he asks us to wait for a bit. He goes up into this apartment, and shortly afterwards comes back down and talks to me, saying that Donnie is an ass and he (not Donnie) wants to leave but he thinks he should be a good samaritan and stay and take care of Donnie... and can we wait one more second? So he goes back up, and soon comes back and says he's going to stay. So finally goldbug and I drive back home, and we're here alive and not attacked by some weird guy. I probably would've driven off while he was in Donnie's apartment the first time if I wasn't afraid that he already knew where we lived. =P
So yeah, what a freaky night.
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on 17 Feb 2002 14:13 (UTC)Goldbug says that I should make you a matching beanie hat.
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on 17 Feb 2002 19:09 (UTC)no subject
on 17 Feb 2002 21:48 (UTC)maybe not...it would be awfully cutsey.
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