"My weird one is from several years ago delivering sandwiches in the downtown of a large city. There was a nice high rise apartment building next to the building our shop was in. A woman named “Cinnamon” started ordering to her penthouse apartment there almost every day, different sandwiches, but always with one of our giant pickles.

She always answered the door in a robe with lingere clearly under it, and gave us exorbitant tips for literally going around the corner and up an elevator to make the delivery. The tips weren’t over $20, but it was substantial enough that when her order came in we would be like, “Who wants Cinnamon today!?” in order to keep things fair."

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