This is an introduction to the story. I hope you love it and stay with it! Let me know what you think. Kisses, Brooke.Before I begin my story, let me begin by saying I'm a PIZZA delivery driver. I'm a delivery driver for a local small town pizza place. Think of a Domino's but a family run business. My job is really no different than any other pizza delivery driver, late hours, unsociable patrons, that kind of thing. People always tried to get out of paying for their pizzas, but most of the customers were nice. I rely on tips as part of my income.I've been delivering now for a little over two years in Anchorage, AK. The store I work for delivers to the "rich" side of town. The higher up the mountain, the richer they are. There is one trailer park in our range and some lower income neighborhoods. Needless to say, the winters are long and the summers are referred to as road construction season, which always makes for interesting driving conditions.One of my favorite delivery stories took place at a new subdivision being built towards the top of the mountain. To get there you have to drive up this crappy, steep, dirt road which at one point has a sharp bend. Summertime, no problem. Just about any driver can get there. But in the winter, typically it is only myself or one other driver that has the vehicle that can make it up the road (and back down) without going off into the trees and possibly through someone's house.