real pizza delivery story
The Pizza Guy writes:
- This strange delivery story has to do with my best friend Dave. We have known each other since we were kids and we were 22 when this happened. Now Dave is tall but very slender which will factor into the story, always had smooth skin and not a lot of body hair or much beard growth and had a girlfriend Kari who is now his wife. This was ten years ago.I delivered for Uncle Frank’s Pizza which was in great Northeast Philly. I worked four nights a week delivering and made out good in tips. I got an order to deliver a large pepperoni to the Hilton Hotel in the Northeast and delivered it right to the room. I pulled up, went in, told the front desk clerk I have a delivery and he waved to go on up. I took the elevator to the 4th floor, went to the door, knocked and said, “Pizza delivery.” About 30 seconds later, the door opened and a supposedly attractive blonde answered dressed in a spaghetti strap black dress, make up and nice smelling perfume. I handed her the pizza and told her it was $13. She gave me a 20 and told me, “Keep the change, Uri.” Everyone calls me Uri, short for Uribal. I said thanks and it dawned on me I know that voice and it was not a female’s. I quickly turned around and she/he was still standing there and I said, “Dave?” He said, “Yes Uri. What do you think?” I said to him, “I have to admit I thought you were a real woman until I heard your voice.” I asked what was with the get up since it wasn’t Halloween and he said that he is a closeted transvestite and likes to dress as a woman and explore his feminine side and assured me he’s not gay and wanted to tell me but wasn’t sure how. I then said, “Does Kari know and what does she think?” Just then I see Kari come out from the other room just in lingerie and she said, “Hi Uri. Yes I know. Have known for a long time and I love him/her.” Kari then admitted that she has a bisexual side and when Dave dresses up he is known as Danielle her lesbian lover. I thought okay. I told them I have no problem with it and their secret is safe with me. Kari hugged me and then Dave or Danielle, should I say, shook my hand. I told them to enjoy their “girls” night and said goodbye and went on my way. Finding out my best friend is a transvestite was a strange delivery for me.