sometimes when i deliver a pizza to someone, i get a glimpse of a life that is so sad, and disturbing, that it leaves me feeling like there is nothing....nothing more to life than this
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well, i've delivered to people in their underwear...but never naked...thank god! i would run away if some nasty old guy answered the door completely nude. *l*
you KNOW that's going to happen sooner or later. and be very careful. i remember a series of robberies of pizza delivery people when i lived in atlanta.
When I was right out of school I spent a year doing real estate appraisals for a county tax assessment. We went into every house in the county, measuring rooms, checking type of heat, etc. And I mean every house, from the biggest to the most run-down tarpaper shack with no plumbing.
To actually walk into the home of someone who is that poor, their kids playing on the floor in dirty clothes, dirty diapers and noses all dried snot, the smell of something barely edible cooking on the stove, an old person confined to a bed in a back room and all the attendant smells of medicine breath and dirty sheets... my mind would reel, literally reel. It was one of the strangest experiences of my life. Sort of a combination of revulsion and morbid fascination.
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To actually walk into the home of someone who is that poor, their kids playing on the floor in dirty clothes, dirty diapers and noses all dried snot, the smell of something barely edible cooking on the stove, an old person confined to a bed in a back room and all the attendant smells of medicine breath and dirty sheets... my mind would reel, literally reel. It was one of the strangest experiences of my life. Sort of a combination of revulsion and morbid fascination.
Yeah... I know exactly what you mean.
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