Now when you order a pizza to be delivered, who brings it?
Some scuzzy guy driving his dad’s Celica, or his tricked out Civic right?
Not here, not tonight. The new Giordano’s opened in town this week, and I said “bring”.
Wait the requisite 55 minutes, hear the doorbell and open the door to find…um, well remember that “boner” thread from earlier today?
Blond, fit, nice tight jeans, black leather vest, denim cap, looking vaguely Madonna-esqe in a Desperately Seeking Susan kind of way. And hot. Not kind of hot, not “cute”. No, definetely hot. Scale of 10, this is a 9 and 44/100ths.
And holding My Pizza. Bus wife coming down the stairs offering to find her wallet.
“uh no dear, I got this one”
Sexy demure kind of smile as she thanks me for the $5.37 tip on a $14.63 pie.
Oh yeah, I’m getting a lot more Giordano’s in the near future.
I had something like that happen to me, but it wasn’t the pizza delivery person.
The local utilities company had to do some repairs to the gas main by where we live. Because of the layout of the area, in order to safely do the repairs they had to turn off the gas to our house. When then left, they forgot to turn it back on. I got home that day and had no heat. So I called them to have a person come out to turn the gas back on… only it wasn’t just any person! It was a really hot looking blonde girl and OMG she was HOT! To say she was well endowed would be an understatement. She turned on the gas (both figuratively and literally :D) and relit the pilot light on the furnace and left. She was quite the looker. If I could have tipped her I would have!
That’s actually a great strategy. Suddenly made you forget that you were annoyed in the first place, huh? In fact, you were probably happy that it all happened.
You see, that sort of thing pisses me off. If I’m feeling lazy enough to order out for pizza, I’m usually too lazy that day to shower or put clothes on or tie my hair down. So, I answer the door, flies buzzing around me, all stubbly, in ratty underwear and find myself facing down a supermodel…embarassing…
the delivery guys in my neighborhood aren’t scuzzy, but they aren’t “capital-h” hot
the pizza guy is cute, but WAAAAY too young (i think he’s only just 16 - son of the family who runs the place)
my chinese food guy is better - about 6’2", built without being overly muscular, greeat smile
i always tip “lotus garden” way more than i tip “domenico’s”