After a few seconds I hear somebody behind the door ask, “How old are you?” I answered, “Pizza Hut…” Then I heard some muffled laughing. I walk slowly to the door and ring the bell. I had heard the stories of drivers getting jumped and robbed of their tip money so instantly my mind goes to that. As I approached the door, I could see someone turn off the lights to the front room and I got a bit scared. In my first month delivering pizzas as an awkward teenager in suburban San Diego, I pulled up to a house and got out, toting 5 pizzas to the door of a very unassuming house.
This is what happens when you deliver pizza to a bachelor party.