You had five deliveries this time and they were conveniently spread unevenly across the city. As you drove, you calculated the most efficient route and as always, took the most time consuming route you could think of instead.

The first delivery was decent. Some middle aged man and his two kids. He tipped alright. You'd made $5 off of him.
The second was awful. A younger woman with her boyfriend. They were both intolerably rude and didn't tip at all.
The third was terrible. An older lady who appeared to be alone. She complained that she hadn't ordered pepperoni and that she wanted her money back. Of course when you said you'd tender the money back to the card, she wanted the pizza anyway. You decided you would not tender the money back and just leave with the sick satisfaction that the lady would likely forget about it tomorrow morning.
The fourth was the worst so far. A man in his mid-twenties with messy hair and a content smirk.

"Why don't you come inside?", he asked with sickeningly sultry tone.

"No thanks." You scoff and shove the cardboard box into his arms. You try and quickly recall whether he'd payed with card or was going to pay with cash. When a disgusted look spread across his face, it suddenly didn't matter anymore whether or not he had payed at all. You began to walk away from his door when he yelled for you.

"Hey! Don't you need the money?! Cunt!" He tossed a ten onto the ground and slammed the door behind him. You quickly snatch the money from the ground and run back to your car, breathing heavily.

You were driving back toward Pizza Hut, realizing it was nearly time for you to get off when you remembered you had that last delivery.
"Fuck!" You cursed aloud and turned the wheel sharply to head toward the final delivery. "I'm gonna be so late... Please tell me they forgot or something..."