Yeah, sorry. This is a job, not your social outlet or whatever you wanna call your kink. Kudos to the nice manager and all, but don’t come to my door with my pizza with your sexual proclivities prominently displayed. I will video you, publish you and give you about 3 seconds to GTFO of here before I go totally mental on you. I’m trying to be a good human here, you can do what you want in the privacy of your own home. You can do most of what you want out in public. Coming to someone’s door, expecting them to be open-minded enough to accept your furry fetish when all they wanted was a goddamn pizza delivered to them is just going too far. TOO FUCKING FAR, MAN. I’m fucking trying to accept all this, but then you just gotta go and make it more difficult with this kind of thing. You do you, I do me, you don’t deliver pizza in a fucking furry costume, man. You just fucking DO NOT. This just my stupid opinion, I don’t care who hates me for it. I am also not going to argue with you about it. I said my piece, go ahead and say yours if you gotta, I did.