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Definitely delivered to what seemed like an abandoned apartment building today.
Every single door and window I passed was wide open—the inside? Completely empty [the new management has been renovating].
Rang the doorbell.
Called the number on file.
Called the store.
& started my drive back to the store.
Just before the freeway my phone rang, it was the customer. He assured me that he lived at that address and that he was in the bathroom and didn’t hear me at the door or on the phone.
So I made a u-turn at the next light and called my boyfriend.
He stayed on the phone with me [in my pocket @ the door] to ensure that all was well.
Much weirdness, man.
All is well.
But Dominos doesn’t have enough security in place for female drivers, yo.