Getting Lost

I got a job delivering pizzas my senior year of High School.

I was a decent delivery boy if I must say so myself.

No GPS, maps.

One night I got lost, it was Friday so extra busy.

I was worried sick and pressing.

I must have back tracked around side roads for 40 minutes.

Finally found it.

I was scared to death to explain to my manager why I was so late.

His Name was Jeff Watkins.

No joke, he signed in at almost 400 pounds.

His feet were so fat his shoes folded over on themselves.

Jeff I got lost and I was trying to find it and… “Mike no problem” he stopped me..

Getting lost makes you a better driver.

Still sticks with me.

Don’t be afraid.

Get Lost.