Thank god, for the windcheater, no harms yet.
Please god, no more fuck ups.
Just another 8 minutes or so to go.
He joins the traffic jam, in the next lane.
Fuck, this lane, is always comfortable, never jammed.
Guess ive used all my bad luck for the day, in the past 2
They are trucks, cars, jeeps.
Even the f~cking scooters can't figure out a way to get their
asses out of here.
He waits for an agonising 5 minutes.
Enter good luck.
The traffic cop, stops all traffic from the adjoining road,
and lets the vehicles from HIS lane, to move.
It stops raining.
Hes got 2 minutes to reach there. Its difficult.
Hes riding like never before.
The scooter engine blows up.
He leaves the scooter,
Runs with the delievery.
Rings the bell.
Im sorry your late,
This ones for free.
Sorry Pizza Delievery Guy.
Order Time : 9:30:15 PM
Delivery Time : 10:00 PM
Take : $20.
Guess it was a mixed day after all.
The pay check would be 300 - 20.
Thats all. Just 20 for this month.