Out For Delivery [OPEN]

[Tom Foley]

Slapping himself in the face, Tom let out a giant yawn as he went about his normal day as a UPS man in downtown NYC. He had been given one of the shittiest routes any UPS man could have; the route was filled with reports of turf wars, muggings, drive-by shootings, robberies, grand theft auto's, etc. If Tom wasn't so hard on cash and actually gave a damn, he might have actually stopped and looked around and realized where he was at.

As he drove an egg splattered over his windshield. Jolting the steering wheel to the left, Tom ran into a curb and came to a halt as he screamed, "HOLY SCHNIKES!" Tom looked out the window at a bunch of teenagers pointing and laughing from across the street. Getting out he pointed at them, "HEY PUNKS, GET OVER HERE SO I CAN SHOVE A BOX UP YOUR ASSES"

The kids merely waved him off and walked away. Tom looked around and kicked the tire of his UPS truck, "...So stupid!" he said, thinking about how dumb he must have looked yelling at a bunch of kids and how non-intimidating he must have been.

Peeling off into the road, Tom turned around and looked in the back of his truck. Only a few houses left, he thought. he continued to drive down the road, paying little attention to anything or anyone around him and kept a clean gaze on the street ahead. "Hopefully these people won't be as crazy as the last people I delivered too", he said, as he thought back to a little old lady he delivered a package too who mercilessly beat him with her purse, yelling at him to take her home.

Reaching into his glove compartment, Tom pulled out a snickers bar and unwrapped the top, taking a big bite and continuing down the road to finish his deliveries.

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[Tom Foley]

Tom sat in traffic and stared blankly at the cars ahead of him. He envisioned himself pulling out a tommy-gun and unloading on the old people crossing the street and the young teenagers blasting pop music from their cars that their parents obviously bought for them. Right now he imagined himself at home sitting on the couch, eating, sleeping, and maybe doing some blow.

But he knew that fantasy would never happen so long as there were idiots on the road. When the light turned green Tom immediately pushed into his horn, trying to urge the people in front of him to move faster. As he approached the intersection the light turned red, and Tom accelerated through. He looked in his side-mirror and saw a flash, knowing the cameras had gotten a picture of his license plate. "DAMN IT!" he said, screaming and banging on the steering wheel.

Turning a corner, he came to another immediate stop. Tom could feel the blood boiling in his head as he let his anger stir up and continue to rise. Angrily he grabbed at the streering wheel, jerking it up and trying to rip it off. To his unknown knowledge, a little boy was watching him from an idle car next to him. Tom turned, his face red to see the boy staring, and his mother in the front seat staring at him with her mouth wide open. Tom looked down and back up at the woman, knowing she must have thought he was masturbating in public.

Tom slowly rose the driver-side window and kept his gaze forward, feeling embarrassed of what had just happened. Traffic started to move once again, and Tom sped forward, passing by any slow cars in his way. He even managed to cut off a semi, his UPS truck swerving on the road due to the tight and sudden turn.

Coming into a McDonalds drive-through, Tom ordered a big mac meal with large fries and a coke. Within moments of getting the food, Tom has eaten it all in the parking lot. As he pulled out of the parking lot he let out a large burp, and chuckled to himself. "That was a good one" he muttered to himself as he felt a pain of gas rising in his stomach.

He turned towards the back of his truck upon hearing something moving around in the back. But he only shrugged and continued to drive, thinking there was nothing of it.

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