“hey Cesar, we have some packages we would like you to deliver. Can you do that for us?”
“Sure.”
“OK, thanks, By the way, nice job on the stickers on your van. They look great.”
Stevie Wonder nailed it, back in 1873, "Living For The City":
Bus for New York City! Hey, bus driver! I'm getting on that, hold it Thanks a lot Wow, New York, just like I pictured it Skyscrapers and everything Hey hey brother, hey come here slick Hey you look, you look hip man Hey you wanna make yourself five bucks man You look hip Run this across the street for me right quick Okay, run this across the street for me What? Huh? I didn’t know! What? Gimme your hands up you punk! I’m just going across the street Put that leg up, shut your mouth Hell no, what did I do? Okay, turn around, turn around Put your hands behind your back, let’s go, let’s go A jury of your peers having found you guilty, ten years What? Come on, come on, get in that cell nigga, god, lord
This fella Cesar is toast, just like they planned it.
“All you have to do is pick these stamps and stick them on the packages.”
“Oh, and tape ‘em good so the postal workers don’t try to steal them.”
“Just park your van in the loading zone. It’ll make it easier to carry them inside.”
Excellent. It could be just this simple