Grubhub Guy Novels & Stories

“Work has been crazy. I’ve been picking up extra shifts left and right until we can hire somebody new. It sucks.” “Darn. I was hoping,” I said solemnly. “Yeah, I know. Me too,” she said. “Now quit changing the subject! I want to know more about this date! Tell me everything.” I gave an obnoxious sigh into the phone before I began, “Well, his name is Gabe. He’s a business owner.” “Nice!” she interrupted. “Maybe that means he’ll pay for dinner this time!” I laughed and started filling out a date request on the website. “A girl can dream.”

I would need to order the uber now for it to come in time and I didn’t know how long this would take surely 5 minutes would be enough. I watched as the uber left, the silence crashing around me as my stomach churned and I headed towards the dock. My phone binged and I looked seeing Carter had messaged me a picture of who I was meeting. The man was thin, tanned, light stubble on his face, he looked how I imagined someone from the mob to look. How exactly did Carter know this guy, maybe they just work together. But why would he need someone like this, did all lawyers have some sort of hench man or something.

At this point, I feel relieved knowing that we will have new staff joining the company's workforce soon. Pausing for a moment, I thought to myself that visiting the coffee shop down the street at this hour wouldn't be a bad idea, since it's so cold and chilly. I think I need to warm up. I Immediately dailed Mr Dum. "Get the car ready," — I strolled to the door— "we're leaving right now." Standing beside a 2020 GLB SUV is an average height, muscular brown skin young man. Mr Dum, my personal driver, happily married and a father of two beautiful, brilliant kids of opposite genders as he awaits my arrival.

I remember perfectly well that there was a catering crew always ready for Alpha functions, what’s so special about this one? One of the guards stops us, surprisingly all of them are in their human form. It’s so unlikely of them. “Who are you people and what do you want here.” The guard asks arrogantly. “I am sorry sir, we are here to cater for tomorrow’s event, we are Mr. Griffin’s workers.” The driver elaborates. Mr. Griffins? I have never known the owner of the restaurant had a name like Jake’s such a coincidence. “Ooh! Right move ahead and you will see a parking lot. Someone will be there to show you your rooms.” The guard instructs. I am sure he is mind linking someone already.

i said smiling cheaply at the food my tommy is call to. She went to the entrance and make to welcome the customer.. OMG who the hell is this hot dude?? He is cute with those brown eye ball,his hair dark shining like a rich dude he is,how can someone be this cute huh? god really take time in creating him i concluded.. I dig in and start eating my harmbugger eating like a hungry tigeress i am.. "Kris am sorry dear you have to go outside now that customer want the cafe empty..cella said

I’m curious… They’re acting so damn weird. Is there something that I didn’t get? What? Only rich people can understand it? “Here is your order, sir. Once again we apologize.” Instead of the waitress, it was a male staff member that I think was the manager who brought Gavin’s food. I guess she was scared. I looked at Gavin’s food and saw that it was still the same but this time, there’s no tomato. Huh Does he hate tomatoes? He was glaring at his food before placing his utensils back on the table and picking up his coffee. Does he not like the food?

I slid off the seat, limp. "Gotcha!" a smug voice rang out. Figures stepped from behind a boulder. Up front was some guy with a wolf grin and eyes like knives. He strolled over and nudged my arm with his boot. "Took us long enough." "Darren's talking to you!" one of his goons snapped. "Where's the Omnipass? On you, or stuffed in that trash scooter?" I blinked, dazed. "You've got the wrong girl! I deliver food. If I had something like that, I'd be long gone from this gig!"

"I grew alone so I had to learn and given the system of my job, well, previous jobs, I had to be careful eating out or ordering." "I totally understand you. The delivery guy could turn out to poison your meal." He nodded. He was obviously enjoying his meal. "Exactly. Or the waitress serving your meal could be someone who holds a certain vendetta or was paid handsomely to." The food was actually nice. "Crazy how this job works." "Yes. So you said you wanted to tell me how your day went. Surprise me." I reminded him. "Oh yes. So there are actually three surprises. Which do you want to hear first? The Alfred guy or the Dr. MacKennan or the faking my death."

Screw it, I'm so hungry I can eat the chicken AND the ramen. I finish brushing my teeth only to add the Chinese fried rice next, because hey, I am hungreyyyyy. I'm gonna finish them all. No worries. Just when I'm stepping out of the bathroom, a notification is sent telling me my chicken bucket has already arrived; the UberEat guy is currently waiting for me at the lobby. Is he The Flash or something? I swear I saw in the app he was eight minutes away a few seconds ago but now he's already downstairs?

His fresh-looking face seemed sincere as he said, “Ms. Graves, I would like to work here. I can prepare the takeout or something.” I was stunned by this. After calming my racing heart, I slowly straightened up. “I’m sorry. I don’t really need—” Before I finished speaking, Jorvan raised a slender finger and pointed. It indicated a vacancy notice stuck on the stall. When had that even shown up? “You put this out two days ago, Ms. Graves. Don’t tell me you forgot.” The hammer was back out of his pocket. It made a sharp and bright sound when it hit the ground.