Lately, I've taken some deliveries to some shitty parts of town, to some shady characters. Dudes that look like they might stick a knife in your belly rather than pay for some pizza. The thought flashes through my mind on every third delivery after 11 pm.
I try not to think about it too much, try not to worry. But often, when I'm en route, I think "This could be it, this could be the night where some dude bonks me over the head and takes a pizza and the $17 in my pocket".
The next thing that goes through my head is "What am I listening to?", because, I don't know about you, but I don't want the last voice I hear on this planet to be Sammy Hagar's. So, when on the way to these dicey deliveries, I flip through my iPod until I find a suitable song to be my last.
Songs that are on my iPod that I would be OK with hearing, if it was the last song I heard:
Jaded Lover - Jerry Jeff Walker
Proud Mary - CCR
Red Wing Boots - The Sycamores
Sweet Virginia - The Rolling Stones
Salt of the Earth - The Rolling Stones
Like a Rolling Stone - Bob Dylan
Pancho & Lefty - Willie Nelson/Bob Dylan
Final Hurrah - Paul Westerberg
Alright people, I'm tired, had a rough night.
...from Big-Time Minneapolis,