I delivered for Pizza Hut last year. I'm a pot smoker, so was everyone else at the shop. Before I get to my shitty story, you have to know that one day, the guy who's kind of in charge of all of the drivers was asked "How easy is delivering compared to waiting on tables?" to which he replied "It's the easiest fucking job in the world. You take the pizza to your car, light up a blunt, and go on your way." I was in the back room with them and I cracked a smile and everyone was laughing saying "Haha jrod, of course you know that."

One Sunday morning I asked a coworker if my eyes looked okay. She has no problem with anyone smoking pot, but that day she decided to rat me out to the shift manager. So then it was me, the shift manager, the head driver guy, and the GM outside. They told me I couldn't be doing this. I looked the other driver square in the eyes and he dropped his head. I think he knew exactly what I wanted to say, but I didn't say it. I went home and had to tell my mom, and out of nowhere she wrote my letter of resignation. That was the embarrassing part, but I don't think my manager knew she did it. Went in to take the drug test, failed, and went on with life.

Now I make sandwiches at another shop of pot heads. The manager in charge of the schedule sold her old vaporizer on ebay and had the dad of the kid who bought it come to the shop to pick it up. Needless to say I'm in really good company here.