A man calls us and places a large order, which he wants delivered. He gives an address in one of the developing neighborhoods on the edges of town. When the order is ready, I jump in my car and head out.
When I arrive at his address, I find that no one is home. Because the house isn't finished yet. The driveway is a hole in the ground, the place has no walls, and I can see the street behind it through the house's empty frame.
I double-check to make sure I'm at the right address, which I am. I look around: none of the other houses on this block are finished, either. Hmm.
I return to the Pizza Place, and my manager gives the guy a call.
"Oh!" he says. "That's the house we're moving to in a few weeks."
My manager: "You gave us the address of a house you don't even live in yet?"
"Yeah," he says, chuckling. "Guess I'm an idiot."
You don't say.
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You didn't see it then, but no one can blame you for it.
That man could bend space/time. But he couldn't control it. He got a bit lost in the past and was hungry.
I laughed out loud so hard...I spit on my laptop!
Now THAT sounds idiotic!
I think I've read a Stephen King story that starts off with a delivery guy going to a nonexistent house.
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