#28 So It Wasn’t His Pizza?
I drove to the customer’s house and saw that a guy was being handcuffed by the police in the front yard. I had no idea what to do so I drove around a neighboring block a few times. When I came back, the police and the handcuffed guy were gone. I didn’t know if he was the customer or not, so I just walked up to the door and knocked. An old couple answered, took the pizza and paid without saying anything about the arrest that happened on their lawn. It was in a city with an extremely low crime rate as well, so it was all very strange to 17-year-old me.
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