Mohib

One guy that I work with that I have not talked about yet is Mohib. Mohib moved to the U.S. from Egypt. (Shout out to Emily Kuhn!! I told him you grew up in Cairo and he loved it, especially that you're parents were missionaries.) He said he moved here because the government there was corrupt, and everything was run by Muslims. At least I think that's what he said. Sometimes I have a hard time understanding him. Sometimes everyone has a hard time understanding him. But he's awesome. So sweet and full of love, and jokes around a lot.
Ever since he found out that I'm majoring in economics, he has been telling me I should get my MBA (I'm sorry if it's insulting to assume that some people don't know what this means, but just to be safe I'm going to spell it out...MBA = master of business administration). Every time I see him, he says it again: 'You should get your MBA. It would be good for you to help you get a good job.'
The other day we had this same conversation, and he told me that the best jobs are in Dubai, and that after I get my MBA, I should move there, even just for a year, because the cost of living is low and wages are high, blah blah blah. He also added that in order to be happy, I should find a good husband.
I told him that I would really like to do that. Find a good husband, I mean. And I tried to not say too much about not wanting to move to Dubai...I didn't want to hurt his feelings and tell him that that did not sound appealing at all. But honestly, I really can't rule anything out as far as my future goes. If you would have asked me a month ago, or maybe two months ago, what I would be doing this summer, I really think that delivering pizzas would literally have been close to the last thing on my list. And we all know that happened.
Anyway, Mo is a quite a character. Everyone jokes about him needing to go to driver's ed because every time he parks his car, it's just basically diagonal in parking spots. But it's endearing. I really like him, and he looks out for me, always making sure I know what's going on in the store and giving me advice. And as you can see, he never limits the advice to just within the pizza biz realm...he is not afraid to include suggestions for my future happiness, such as needing to find a good man. So thanks for that, Mo.

On a completely different but fantastic note, I want to give another shout out to my friends Sparrow and Chef for spotting Cosmo on a delivery tonight! When they told me, I about fell on the ground with laughter, and pride and joy, because I can't help but feeling as if I have given a special gift to those who know his story and get to see him in action.

So a few things that have now become routine:
Every time someone leaves headquarters on a run (aka delivery), someone tells them to be safe. Whoever sees them going, usually. Whenever I'm leaving I always say: 'see you soon!' (to no one in particular) And someone always replies, 'ok, be safe!' But I really secretly love it more when it's just me and my boss and she says, 'give em hell!' I think I love it so much because I've never heard her say it to anyone else, and it's just better than the usual, mundane 'be safe'. Which, don't get me wrong, that's great too! Who wouldn't want someone wishing for your safety? Cosmo threw me a curve ball the other day though...he said 'Godspeed, youngling!' And that just takes the cake.
Actually, that's really the only new routine. I'm really sorry if anyone feels as if I led them on to believe there were more great things in this category.

One more thing that I feel is an important addition to my public sentiment records: today a mentally challenged girl (is that a politically correct term? if anyone is offended, comment about it, and i will change it to something better asap) showed the same excitement about seeing me as the little girl with her grandma displayed; her face lit up with sheer joy when she saw me, and she just waved so hard to get my attention. Of course, I waved back and smiled. I'm well aware of the fact that I'm changing the world just one pizza delivery lady admirer at a time.

Also, one very last thing: tonight, I got the pleasure of delivering to a beautiful Australian man. He called me love and everything. I just stumbled with my words the whole time. I felt like such an oaf walking away from his apartment. But still, I thoroughly enjoyed it.