Through the Eyes of a Delivery Goddess |
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I'm proud of the fact that I've never dropped a pizza - well, OK once, but I'll save that for another installment. I've never dropped a pie while delivering to a house - I've fallen, been jumped on by huge dogs, been knocked over by kids - even had kids fighting over who was going to carry the pizza to the kitchen and I STILL have never dropped a pie. That said, It was either spring or fall - don't rememeber which, but it was raining on top of existing ice from a day or two previous. You can imagine the conditions created in driveways and on side walks. I pulled into a driveway that looked kind of treaturous, so instead of stepping on the ice, I stepped onto the railroad ties outlining the driveway, figuring I'd walk on those all the way to the door. I don't konw if any of you have ever walked on wet railroad ties - especially COLD wet railroad ties - but they are nearly as slick as the ice itself. I would have LOVED to have had a camera set up somewhere - if it was as humorous of a fall as it felt, it would have been a good save for posterity. I put one foot onto the wood, it slipped out and flew out horizontal in front of me - and of course, in an effort to catch myself, I put the OTHER foot onto the wood which followed suit. My legs were in a "V" shape out in front of me, the pizza inside a hot bag in my left hand. I remember raising the pizza up above my head - have NO idea why I would have thought to do that, but I raised it up like the Statue of Liberty and fell flat on my butt with both feet stretched out, still in a "V" shape in front of me. I had both hands in the air;[ta-dah] one with the pizza, one empty - and I STILL have never dropped a pizza. I don't remember who answered the door, but they never said a word- I assume they did not see me. I think it would have been a good laugh, though, from an onlooker's perspective. I was a bit damp, but was not hurt in any way. Sometimes it's a GOOD thing that people aren't watching for the pizza guy. |