I see the Zifty delivery vehicles around town and on campus, and several weeks ago decided to try them only to find out that the order I was placing at 4 on a Saturday afternoon wouldn’t be delivered until 11pm. No thanks, sorry, pass. I can get my happy ass in the car and drive the 4 blocks to Moe’s.

As for what Zifty is - think PinkDot if you live in LA or Kozmo if you lived in Atlanta during the WebVan days (a moment of silence, please). If you’re not familiar with any of that, then I offer you this:

What is Zifty?
We deliver movies, snacks, household items, and even food from select restaurants to your door in under an hour, as long as you live in the central Atlanta area.

Moving right along to a conversation yesterday with Tyler, I come to find out that his woman owns/runs Zifty.com with a business partner. Alas, as an ode to my new acquaintance I vowed to give them another try.

My order for what can loosely be refered to as “dinner” was placed at 7:29, with a confirmed delivery between 8:00 and 8:30. I puttered about, talked to Steve-O on the phone and wrote this as I waited for my delivery. I flipped channels to find I’ve seen the now showing episodes of Law & Order, West Wing and CSI. Nothing else on the air is of any interest to me. It’s now 8:22.

8:26, Mr. Delivery / Dinner Man called from outside, he’s here and verifying that he’s walking to the correct door. We’re go for launch.

8:30, Moe’s queso is still warm and gooey, my JC chicken no beans looks perfect and smells the way it’s supposed to…which is not the same thing as smelling “good”.

Mr. Man also threw a copy of Creative Loafing in a bag with an Adult Swim logo on the side. Ok, that gets ya big props even if we did pay for the placement.

Worth the mark-up? Yeah, if I was famished. Which I’m not, but it’s a test and I’m feeling lazy anyway.

They passed.