#35 Why Was He So Interested?
On my first day on the job, I had a delivery at a trailer park. I got to the guy’s trailer and rang the doorbell. As soon as I rang it, I heard a bunch of movement on the other side of the door. However, he didn’t open the door. I stood there for about two minutes before ringing again. That only made the movement more frantic. After another thirty seconds or so, the door opened.
I can very clearly remember what I saw. It was an older guy, maybe 50 to 60 years old. He was quite large and had on thigh-high black socks and boxers. He had paid with card, so I just needed a signature. He signed and I handed over the pizza. I noticed that he put $0 on the tip line and thought, “Oh well, no tip.” But after he signed, as I started to walk away, he told me to wait because he has a tip for me.
I stayed on the porch while he disappeared inside. He was gone for almost five minutes, and I was considering telling him not to worry about it when he finally came back. In his hand, he had a stack of two-dollar bills. He very slowly took one off the stack and handed it to me. He took so long to extend his arm that I thought it was a strange joke. When I finally got ahold of the bill, I thanked him and went to leave, but he told me to wait…
He then repeated the extraordinarily slow process with the next bill in the stack. And then the next, and the next, and the next. Five two-dollar bills in total. As I was leaving, he asked for my name and I told him it was Alex (which was a lie because this dude was weird). After that, our store occasionally got calls asking if Alex was working and when we said no, the person would just hang up. I’m really glad I didn’t give him my real name.
Credit: DeadFIIL