1/26 The Night of the Bad Tippers

I took 7 deliveries tonight, most of which were bad tippers.  One woman was effusively happy that the pizza was so early and when her pen broke while writing the check I let her borrow mine with which she wrote me an exact change check.  Then, I delivered to my next door neighbors, who are also bad tippers, though I'm not really surprised as they refuse to fix their fence.  I walked away tonight with $22.

Store Gossip:

Stoner Manager is dating Dumb Bopper, which is ironic considering that he likes to complain about our more incompetent in-stores.  My official prediction is that if they last two months she'll be knocked up by six months, a year max.