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Truck 1, Mustang 0
Jul. 5th, 2010 05:22 pmOr, this is why I drive a big big truck.
Pizza dude (on phone): I've got to the end of your street, where are you?
Me: Oh, that's not the end of the street; go one more block and you'll hit gravel again.
Pizza dude: I can't go across that! I'm driving a Mustang!
Me (trying very hard not to laugh): Turn left until you hit pavement, turn right, and turn right on the first street after that, and you'll hit [mystreet] where it's gravel again.
I've had drivers get across that section of dirt in Volkswagens, for the record, and even Edea could pull it off in her prime. But the pony car didn't sound any too happy, so probably for the best he stuck with the roads that look like roads. And he did make sure my chicken kickers came with two ranch, not a ranch and a hot sauce. (I gave him a good tip, I promise. And it wasn't even, "Buy a truck if you're going to be delivering pizzas out here.")
KITT: I could have made it across that stretch of road.
Mike: It's cheating when you can turn into a truck.
Edit: I should point out that I am so used to drivers being flummoxed by the stretch of "OMG that is not a road that is a coyote track!" that I just go out with my cell phone around the time I expect my food, and wait until I see a car stop at the dirt. That way, I can wave at them while I'm guiding them in.
Pizza dude (on phone): I've got to the end of your street, where are you?
Me: Oh, that's not the end of the street; go one more block and you'll hit gravel again.
Pizza dude: I can't go across that! I'm driving a Mustang!
Me (trying very hard not to laugh): Turn left until you hit pavement, turn right, and turn right on the first street after that, and you'll hit [mystreet] where it's gravel again.
I've had drivers get across that section of dirt in Volkswagens, for the record, and even Edea could pull it off in her prime. But the pony car didn't sound any too happy, so probably for the best he stuck with the roads that look like roads. And he did make sure my chicken kickers came with two ranch, not a ranch and a hot sauce. (I gave him a good tip, I promise. And it wasn't even, "Buy a truck if you're going to be delivering pizzas out here.")
KITT: I could have made it across that stretch of road.
Mike: It's cheating when you can turn into a truck.
Edit: I should point out that I am so used to drivers being flummoxed by the stretch of "OMG that is not a road that is a coyote track!" that I just go out with my cell phone around the time I expect my food, and wait until I see a car stop at the dirt. That way, I can wave at them while I'm guiding them in.
