Inconsiderate bastards.
Rainy night pizza.
Uhm. 
I tipped generously. Worth it to avoid getting out in this mess.
Hope it was tasty!
Yeah, can’t your “wife” whip something up?
Why would he be soaked? Do they go around on bicycles? (Seriously, they might, for all I know, depending on road and traffic systems and distances in your town). And if if good ponchos are not provided, surely they, being used to their bicycles or little motorbikes, would tend to have some rainy-weather gear anyway? If they do not, that is probably why they are doing the work, so as to buy good waterproofs.
It it works like it does here, delivery person gets a certain (small) amount of money for each work shift, and a certain amount for each delivery. If you’re committed to spending your evening delivering pizzas or other foods, then you are hoping for a lot of deliveries, because less boredom and more money. And, of course, more deliveries = more tips too, so there, you see, you are actually being helpful to delivery person by dragging him/her out into the rain and thunderstorms and snow and the freezing cold streets semi-blocked by icebergs, risking a painful death by wandering mammoths … 
You’re going to deny the delivery person a living to assuage your ‘privilege guilt’?
“It were always raining in Denley Moor …” 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADQwec4W3Tg
(The Testing of Eric Olthwaite)
Tip well AND thank them for coming out in such bad weather. Guilt absolved.
The whole point of a delivery service is to be used when you can’t be arsed to go out and buy the item, like when you are tired or perhaps it is raining.
In other words, no guilt needed.
I worked for Dominos Pizza for eight years - we expected/planned on more business when the weather was crappy. We’d be swamped whenever it snowed.
As an aside: the franchise I worked for owned 15 locations and each had three delivery vehicles each (so 45 Ford Rangers). It was seen as an advantage for several reasons, but the main two were: 1) they didn’t have to pay people mileage on their own cars and 2) it gave access to more potential applicants since you didn’t have to own a car to work there (or use your own if you didn’t want to).
A classic pizza commercial (that does not seem to be on line anywhere):
Scene: rainy night
Pizza man arrives (late)
Husband: it’s about time
Driver: Mean night, yaknow!
Driver leaves, husband opens pizza box; pizza is stuck to box lid
Husband: It’s stuck, Helen.
Helen peels slice, bites it
Helen: Cold again, too.
Moral: Always have frozen pizza on hand!
A year ago we were at a dog show in Tucson and on Saturday night we didn’t want to leave the hotel at dinner time for fear of the Hounds tearing the room up while we were gone (we didn’t have a crate). Not really wanting Domino’s I opened up Yelp to search for restaurants that delivered. To my astonishment, El Charro, our favorite Mexican restaurant had an Order Delivery button in the app. The restaurant was a mile and a half away and it turned out the delivery was a guy on a bicycle with an insulated backpack. I tipped $10 on a $45 order (the restaurant didn’t even tack on a surcharge) and he was delighted to the point of astonishment.
When I was a pizza driver there was a regular customer living in a motel room who once a week would order a $6 personal pizza and tipped $2. OTOH I delivered ten pizzas to an address – it looked like some kid’s birthday party – and received no tip. You gotta be philosophical about it. When it was cold and rainy, like the commercial, I was more worried about the pizza getting cold than I was about an extra tip.
Personally I try to avoid ordering delivery in any snow or ice. For rain, mainly if it is really bad rain. A little rain is fine. More about not wanting to force someone to drive to me on potentially dangerous roads because I would feel guilty if something happened. Irrational but here we are. But when I do order in those situations, I tip extra.
They knew the risks when they were sworn in, but they didn’t care. Judge said deliver pizza or go to jail, and they didn’t care what they were getting into, they just knew what they were getting out of, and when you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend’s choice of a Hawaiian Meat Lover’s, you’ll know what to do.
It’s been raining hard in Jonesboro,
I needed one more za drop to make my night.
An old guy in a raincoat waved to flag me down
Now that just didn’t seem right . . .
If you tip well never feel guilty about ordering pizza (or any food) delivered.
If you stiff the driver, always feel guilty.
No. In fact, I’m the kind of dick that orders pizza in snowstorms. However, I tip extra in inclement weather.
There’s a pizza on the road
Pepperonis all alone
Order hot wings with some dip
And don’t forget to tip
If you give the man a five
It’ll make it worth the drive
Pizza on the road…yeeeaaaahh.
I think I’ve spend a quarter my life framing in the rain … coming home completely soaked and dipping only to dry out in time to go back to framing in the rain … day after day … month after month … year after year … wish someone would have tipped me so I could afford pizza …
Just divide by 57.3 and everybody’s happy …
I call, and raise you:
It was just after dark when the truck started down
The hill that leads into Podunk, Arkansas.
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of pizza.
Carrying thirty thousand pounds (hit it Big John) of pizza.