i gots love for all you deliver guys
Sunday, March 19th, 2006last night me, my brother, tatot and herbert decided to have a ‘real meal’. a meal that’d really hit the spot (harold and kumar styleee)…we were going to have unprocessed, semi-non-commercialized chicken and liempo from Andok’s. Since the place didn’t have a hotline for delivery, we decided to go old-school, go there ourselves and just get it to go. the trek went on uneventfully enough, but trouble struck when i was parking. parking tip#1…DO NOT fiddle with your radio when backing up in to your parking slot…no matter how many tens of thousands of times you’ve done it…you’ll NEVER be able to do it with your eyes closed. so there, a split second of katangahan cost me a crack in my tail light and dents on my bumper and panel by the trunk. Dumbass!!
when it was all over though, i couldn’t help but look at the bright side of things and feel relieved that it was ‘only’ the dents and cracks. had i done something stupid on the road i could’ve ran a red light or something and end up a hood ornament on a speeding truck. conclusion…having food delivered saves lives. Always remember to tip the delivery guy…he took on the risk of transporting the food to you. he puts his ass on the line EVERY NIGHT while your lazy butt stays in the safety of your couch. much respect.
oh and another tip, unless ur bald, DO NOT light your cigarette on the stove. i learned this lesson a long time back but re-learned it just a couple of minutes ago. hey, you know what they say, life teaches you lessons over and over until you finally learn it.