International Man of Mystery
Ran into Poo-Gatch this morning on Vassar St. He was headed to Davis for an art class. I was hustling back from one of Zigo’s satellite stores. Haven’t seen Dan in a while as he’s doing pre-dawn Petsi Pies deliveries, but he’s on board for a Monday Silverbrook Farm route or two this summer. Is this guy the quintessential messenger or what!? Hey Dan, nice rack! I need to get me one of those for the front of my commuter.
I did a couple of catering deliveries for Zigo this morning, the first one being a comedy of errors, but it ended well, with the client getting her lunch order, and me getting to the next job just in time. Seems like Zigo is an adventure every time I do it… like last week when I raked my finger against a door frame, peeling off a few layers of skin. Ouch!





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