I had been delivering pizza for three years and nothing like this had ever happened. When I started this job, I was hoping some of those stories were ...ased in reality, but pretty much my experiences were moms in a hectic frenzy to feed their k**s, lonely old guys, and bunch of gamers who leave the door open and money on the table so they don’t have to stop their games of global warfare. With the exception of a few of the moms being kinda cute, I quickly gave up the idea of the “pizza boy. “Or only panties and a shirt. Naked if you like.”I showed them each of their new rooms, with ensuite bathrooms, but didn’t tell them anything yet.We only made it to the third of the five bedrooms when the Asian woman came out, naked, to ask, “What is going on here, David? Is this is my shampoo.”“Yes, it is,” I replied. “Why wouldn’t you have your shampoo in your bathroom? Your conditioner is in there too, but I’m pretty sure those are my towels. Your toothpaste and other things are in the. But to get ramps installed would entail redoing the whole end stall due to the height requirements with ramps. It took some time and a few arguments, but I finally got my way.We had ordered a full set of tools and the toolbox to hold them all, that would make working on the cars a lot easier.I had also started working on the Range Rover, I had undone everything that held the seats in. I had needed Dad’s help to fight them out of the doors, but once the seats were out, they had been sent off to. "About an hour and a half later some village women came in carrying babiesand baskets. They all sat around me shelling nuts, sewing, and changingdiapers. The heaviest lady sat right next to me and jabbered at me eachtime she would do something as if she was explaining it to me.They did their work and left. I laid there alone for most of the day untilthe two guys came in and brought me outside to eat.The old lady fed me again, once again insistent that I eat the orangemelon. I sat and watched.