If You Ask Me to Deliver 100 Meals for the Next Order, I'll Treat the Migrant Workers to a Free Meal in Return

After three years as a delivery driver, I thought I'd seen it all. Until this afternoon, I landed an order from a high-end Japanese restaurant for a sashimi sushi set. But when I arrived, the restaurant said the customer had secretly added 99 extra dishes – the order wasn't one, but 100. 100 dishes was too many. I politely called the customer, trying to negotiate a split delivery, or to deliver it last after I finished my other orders. But the customer insisted, "These are for a very important person; I can't be late."