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.