Delivery Man From Murim Novels & Stories

There's even a daycare here in the school so we have storage for breastmilk and baby food. It's Wednesday and we got our first truck today, our driver, Jimmy, is something else. The ladies already warned me that he's married but is a huge flirt, but that he means no harm. But I was still surprised when I heard a long wolf whistle, I turned around to see this tall built man in a navy blue short sleeved button top and matching cargo shorts with steel toe work boots smirking at me, leaning in the entrance of the delivery door with his arms crossed, holding some papers checking me out!

He spoke on the phone as though there was no one around, but Daniel’s mood brightened as he heard the man say that he had already delivered the goods and would be ready to leave as soon as he had a drink. Daniel stared at the man with a sizing gaze as he spoke on the phone; he felt like he had seen the man somewhere…. Perhaps even known him but couldn’t quite place his face among any of his associates. Michelle came back carrying a tray with two cups; she first served the delivery man and handed the other one to Daniel. “Taste and see how the tea that was delivered tastes.” Michelle answered in response to his raised eyebrows. Daniel took a sip unsuspectingly and couldn’t find any difference

‘I hope she likes it. With a deep breath, Marcus stood up, straightened his tie, and walked towards the door. Downstairs The delivery man trudged into the company lobby, looking more than a little disheveled after struggling to make his way through the busy streets. He approached the receptionist with a frustrated sigh, carrying the items he had been tasked with delivering. “The lady I was sent to deliver this to,” he began, “said to return it.” The receptionist blinked in confusion but recognized the delivery man immediately. She remembered being the one who had helped him earlier when Marcus’s assistant had given the order.

"I don’t know, ma’am. The delivery man didn’t say. He just asked that he would prefer to give it to you directly.” "Alright, I’ll come down. Thank you for informing me.” "You're welcome." Curiosity piqued, and I made my way to the lobby. The delivery man was waiting near the reception desk, holding a neatly packed paper bag. "Hi." I waved at the man. "You must be Miss Amelia, I suppose." "Yes, I am Amelia," I replied, my gaze lingering on the package that he was holding. It was a meal package — judging easily from the logo on his shirt and cap.

Her bare feet barely made a sound as she crossed the space to the front door. Peering through the peephole, she saw a delivery man. Young, clean—shaven and smiling. Relief washed over her in an unsteady wave. She lowered the lamp and cracked the door open. "Good morning, ma'am" he greeted with a bright smile. Mira only nodded. He handed her a beautifully wrapped box, then passed her a delivery book. She signed with shaky fingers. Another polite smile and he turned and walked away. Mira darted her eyes around the quiet neighborhood before slamming the door shut.

The UPS delivery man said, "Yes ma'am, both of you look lovely and it's hard not to look." Kim asked, "Are you the regular UPS delivery man for this neighborhood?" The UPS Delivery guy replied, "Yes ma'am, I am the driver assigned to this route." Kim stepped over and extended her hand to the UPS delivery man saying, "My name is Kim and this is my daughter Terri. Since you are going to be delivering more packages here what is your name so we can be on the first name basis." The UPS man extended his hand and took Kim's in his and they shook hands and he finally said, "My name is Tim and I'm glad to make your acquaintance."

He spits and I open my mouth to say something to him but suddenly,there is a knock on the door. I tear my gaze from Tyler and look towards the door. "I'll go and check who it is" I say and Tyler nods. I walk past him and make my way towards the door, dropping my backpack on the couch on my way. When I open the door, I find a mailman standing there,two inches away from me. "Hi,how may I help you?" I ask him. "Good day miss, I have a parcel for Mr Remington" He tells me.

"Hello, are you Connor Parker? This package is from Samantha Jade," the delivery man said at the door, carefully checking Connor's information. Connor's brow twitched involuntarily. He wasn't sure if he had heard right. He couldn't help but ask again, "You said... Samantha Jade?" The delivery man looked down at the label on the package, then nodded firmly. "Yes, it's from Samantha Jade. Please sign here, sir." With a dazed expression, Connor took the pen, signed his name, and accepted the package. His mind was clouded with confusion.

I don’t have high hopes, but I head for the door anyway I head for the door anyway. My hand hesitates on the doorknob for a moment. Please let this one be normal. I pull open the door, preparing my best fake smile, but instead of a hopeful applicant, there’s a delivery man standing there, holding a medium-sized box. His uniform is slightly wrinkled, and he’s wearing sunglasses that reflect the sunlight. "Good afternoon, ma’am. Delivery for Imogene Scott?" I blink at him. "I didn’t order anything."

Curious, I opened the door. "Good evening Ma'am. You have seafood pasta delivery. Can you please sign here?" The delivery man said. "There must be a mistake. I didn't order anything. And are you sure this is the right address?" "This is unit 405, Mount Crest Apartment, right? And you are Miss Jessica Myers?" "Yes, that is right.” “Then this is for you ma'am. It's already paid by the person who ordered." "May I know who ordered it?" "I'm sorry ma'am but I don't know the details. Sign here please."