Dear Mr. Pizza Man,
Thanks for letting my offspring deliver your two pizzas today. Admittedly, it's not a real job, but it's a little pocket money as the job hunt drags on.
It was a wild bike ride through the streets of New York City, with trucks, cars, people, snow, ice, and ambulances coming from every direction like asteroids. He earned $9 and 3 pieces of pizza for his efforts.
The best pizza in New York, I'm told.
A Grateful Mom