...the Domino's driver screams because I'm having trouble with a bad gate-opener..."Move it! I've got pizza!"
I'm trying to deliver a friend to her home in a cosmetically gated apartment complex, and the keypad is broken. I'm punching the thing to no avail. The Domino's driver behind me is screaming and cursing. I know she will have to pay for the pizza if it's delivered late, but she couldn't open it either. Finally, someone manages to, and we all snake through the gate. Then a new line of cars starts to pile up. I see them as I'm leaving, and I see the police arrive. So much for security.
Posted by Bernard Glassman
