I've told this story a lot, but for posterity and sudden unfortunate relevance
Years ago, I used to be a delivery driver for a major contracted food delivery company. I was so successful, in fact, that I was specifically contacted and brought on for their pilot catering program.
Instead of going through the usual app, they actually had a direct dispatch app that I contacted my dispatcher one-on-one with. He'd give me updates on orders, I'd communicate directly back, etc. We built a rapport.
Eventually, he caught on that I was a huge nerd, so he ended up skewing my orders a bit... nerdier, to say the least. At one point, he hooked me up with a delivery to Rooster Teeth's studio, which was amazing lmao
Anyway, he had a tendency to send me to game studios once he sussed me out. One time I delivered to Panic Button lol
But the one that always stuck out to me was the time I delivered to Arkane Austin.
Now, I'll be honest and completely own this now, but, I was a fake Arkane fan. I had only played a bit of dishonored. However, I knew they were a big deal, and I wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity to be a nice delivery guy.
Since then I've pulled my shit together and played several of their games (Prey is a goddamn masterpiece), but at the time I basically knew "These were the dishonored guys" lol
So, when I brought the food to the desk, the secretary had me bring the food back.
The audible "awwww" of thankfulness through the room was. Something else. And I remember thinking to myself:
"Jesus christ, this must be one of the most fucking thankless jobs imaginable."