I worked as a messanger for one day got offered a job doing food delivery for my favorite restauraunt in the world, realized I would be making a little less money doing double delivery shifs for 6 hours a night and its still less work and im still working on my bike, and I get free food, My on day as a messanger was disastourous I had been riding fixed on a suicide for like 3 months and that one da destoryed me I was glad to not be doing it. I think that now that ive been riding for a while I could do it if i wanted to, but im content to deliver food and flirt the waitresses at the food places I work at. I'm commonly mistaken for a messanger, i guess im just a huge poser with a tiny ass.