I was a pizza delivery guy back in HS just to help out my parents. Didn’t pack but had to rely on my survival instinct, just like Spiderman’s spidey sense. The most unusual one was when I delivered a large order to a house where 2 rival gangs had a sit-down. They were so happy for the food they gave me a $20 tip plus a 6-pack of beer. From what I was told, the sister of the leader of one gang was marrying one of the members of the other so it was a happy occasion.
Lucky man. We had a young fella here brutally murdered while making his delivery. Two perps beat and stabbed him to death. Got nothing but pocket change and cold food. Too stupid to understand the guy arrives with pizza in the box. Not money. And, the criminal geniuses did the crime at their own (delivery) address. Then, wondered how they got caught.
I delivered for Dominos in the late 80’s. One winter night they transferred me to an inner city store. The snow was deep and coming down like crazy. The tips turned out bigger than out in the burbs.