Day 4: Offer to Deliver Pizza

Have you ever dreamt of delivering pizzas? Dreamt of running through red lights with the pizza sign alight on top of my car, knocking on stranger’s doors hoping to see a gorgeous lady’s smiling face, cussing on my way back to the car since the tip isn’t even enough to buy gum. I am sure if James Bond couldn’t become a spy he would have been a perfect pizza delivery man.

To fulfill my dream while keep the Rejection Therapy going, I offered to help Dominos to deliver their next pizza. The result was not surprising. Maybe I didn’t have the look; maybe they expected an Asian dude to be on a bike, not in a car; or perhaps they saw me as a potential workplace rival. For some reason they rejected my offer. I am getting really good at being rejected.