Sunday, December 13, 2020

Chinese Delivery During A Pandemic

The voice on the other end of the phone says, in thickly accented English, "Your food is on its way."

I throw on a mask, grab my keys, and run downstairs. I can see, through the gauzy curtain that covers the window on the inside door, an asian man on an electric bicycle watching my food on the stoop from under the brim of his helmet. He suspiciously eyes a person walking by, and then nods curtly when I wave to him as I open the door to grab my food, and speeds away.

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