Make that a cool $36 bucks and have it delivered for ultimate degeneracy.
The whole gig-economy, random motherfuckers delivering your food situation is just impossible for me to get down with. I already worry about the rando who made the food spitting in it, throwing his dingleberries in there, etc.
If I get it delivered by some weirdo, too, am I just supposed to hope that maybe his fecal bacteria will get into a fight with the cook’s fecal bacteria, and they’ll wipe each other out, by the time I eat it?
My department was outsourced this year. So, I have been working as one of those weirdos while I seek new employment. Most businesses seal the food so the driver can’t touch it without it being VERY obvious. (Like a ripped sticker seal) Just know that not everyone delivering is some creep who wants to put poop in your food. I personally don’t even put orders into the cabin of my car. It goes into the trunk inside a sealable cooler that I provide/clean between shifts.
You really do sound like the guy I’d want delivering my stuff. I think part of my apprehension comes from the way I’ve seen even medical personnel going about their jobs with a VERY half-assed attitude, toward things like sterility.
Also, I am chronically and genetically cheap-assed. Food is expensive enough (as per OP’s meme) that I often go entire calendar years without eating any sort of restaurant food. Getting me to pay for delivery + tip would just be incredibly difficult, from the outset.
