An Ode To The Dominos Delivery Man
Thank you for bringing me pizza so that I can eat while watching Netflix. I really do appreciate it.
Dear Dominos Delivery Man,
Thank you for making two medium-sized pizzas for my roommate and me in a reasonable amount of time. Thank you for the text alert that notifies me when you head out for delivery. Thank you for making the drive down to East Campus so I don't have to eat dining hall food.
Thank you for calling me a minute before you arrive so I have the adequate time to brace myself for the arrival of my dinner. Thank you for following my personalized instruction and coming to the back parking lot instead of making me walk out to the front to collect my pizzas. Thank you for being patient as I try to see the receipt in the dark so that I can sign off. Thank you for not being frustrated as I pass over a handful of change as a tip because I no longer have singles or fives, and I can't get more money until the weekend.
Most of all, thank you for bringing me pizza so that I can eat while watching Netflix. I really do appreciate it.
For all the delivery drivers out there, thank you for your work. It should never go unappreciated. I'm very thankful—even if it means I'm spending more money than I'd like to on take-outs.
Sincerely,
A Hungry And Now Broke College Student