Deliver Me“Hey, Manny!” I yelled to get my boss’ attention.
“What? Why ain’t you gone yet?” he barked.
“What’s the address for the delivery, man? I ain’t got all night.”
“Are you stupid or something? It’s taped to the damn box. What’s up, genius? Can’t read?” Lovely.
“No, sir, it’s not on the box. You forgot to do it again, for, like the third time tonight.” Without an apology, Manny ‘the man’ Collins wrote the address on a piece of paper, balled it up and threw it at me before going back to the kitchen.
“Get your ass in gear, Danny. You got ten minutes to get this to the customer or it’s free. That’s happened to you twice already, dude. One more time, and you’re fired.”
“What the f**k, Manny? It’s not my fault for being late, goddammit. You always wait until the last minute to give
