#17 Not What They Expected
One night, I had to deliver a pizza to a pretty rural area. A lot of my deliveries are in rural areas, so it was no big deal. But it was drizzling, so I was having trouble finding the address of the house I was looking for. I rolled down the passenger window and used my flashlight, pointing it at mailboxes, trees, posts, anything that somebody might have their address posted on at the end of their driveway.
At some point, the beam caught a guy wearing a black hoodie at the end of an obviously long gravel road staring directly at me. I thought nothing of it; he could have just been on the phone or something. Then, it got weirder—I finally found the address, pulled into the driveway and hopped out of the car. That’s when I got the sinking feeling.
No cars, no house light. Boarded up windows as well. If you’ve ever been a delivery person, you would know that would be the time to get out of there. Right as I was about to jump back in the car, throw it into reverse and nope out of there, I saw a man walking across the empty field adjacent to the property towards me.
Now I’m a pretty burly, bearded dude, so I don’t worry a whole lot on deliveries, but this scared the heck out of me. When he got closer, I saw him very obviously tucking something into his waistband. He then said in a thick, menacing southern accent, “I thought you were the law.” I meekly pointed to my car topper and the pizza in my hand and he said in the nicest voice ever:
“Oh, great! Thank you so much! Have a great night!” He paid me, then proceeded to walk back through the open field, in the direction of no buildings, completely soaked in the rain, with his pizza. For the rest of my shift, I couldn’t stop whispering “What. The. Heck.” It was definitely the strangest thing that’s ever happened to me.
Credit: BeigePhD