Gratitude for Old-School Delivery Drivers

Are you ready for drive-by food deliveries?

I want to express sincere gratitude to food delivery drivers who get out of their vehicles.

Value receiving your order

On a sunny, 70-degree afternoon, I witnessed the latest in express food delivery.

Because I could hear music blasting and continuous horn honking, I looked outside my door. I saw a cute compact car parked in front of a neighbor’s house. A young man sat in it, bobbing his head to the beat and holding a large pizza out the window.

My neighbors receive food deliveries several times throughout the day, every day. But not this time.

The driver stayed in his car.

Maybe the delivery person was on his first assignment and allowed to skip watching the how-to video because of the worker shortage. Perhaps he once worked at a drive-thru window and was confused. Could it be that he thinks of his car as a food truck? I park, and you come to me.

I don’t know if a new option is now on delivery apps — run to the vehicle when you hear the horn. Maybe my neighbors didn’t run fast enough to pick up their order.

After about 73 seconds, the driver left. He could’ve been in a hurry because of other drive-by deliveries to make. Whatever the reason, their pizza went with him.

It reminds me of a friend who declined an order because the driver ate most of the French fries. “That smell got to me. You understand, right bruh?”

The new breed of conscientious, hard-workers helps me realize how grateful I am for old-school delivery drivers. I don’t think I run fast enough to grab drive-by deliveries.

During this season of holiday celebrations, I celebrate delivery drivers who deliver. I’m sure you do too.