Delivery story 149 Bryd writes: I was taking a pizza to this lady's house in a bad part of town one night and when I got there, I saw a black guy walking down the sidewalk. I got to the door and a black lady came to the door and paid for the pizza. She began to talk to me when I looked and saw the black guy trying to hide and I thought, "Oh, not this again." I think she was trying to distract me so I gave her the pizza and started to go to my car. Then the black guy got up and started to walk down the sidewalk toward me. I stopped and reached behind me like I had a weapon. He walked slower and went by so I walked faster to my car, but before I got there, he came back and was coming closer and asked for a smoke. I said, while walking to my car, that I don't smoke. He asked what time it was as I got to my car and I got the hell out of there. When I deliver pizza now in bad parts of town, I carry my Colt 45 1911 in my pizza bag, and yes, I have a concealed weapon permit because they have tried to rob me a number of times. They pulled a gun on me one day and on other people I work with. I have had my car stolen once, but I got it back but not my stuff in the car. Now I carry a gun all the time. I was carrying a Sten mk 2 sub machine gun for a time but the cops told me I shouldn't, so now I carry the Colt 45 because you never know when you might need it. Here's another story. A black lady called us and said she ordered a pizza 5 or 6 hours ago and said it was cold. My boss told her we can't help you so she got mad and said she will sue us, so my boss called his boss and she said to give her a free pizza just to shut her up. We made her one and when I got there, she took forever to get to the door. It was two black ladies. One of them asked me if I could give her some money. I could not believe she asked me that. I said, "Do you have my tip?" like she was going to tip. Of course she didn't. I wasn't going to give her the pizza but we had to.