Hey, i used to do that in San Francisco.
I didn't give out business cards or anything, I had a pager that i gave out the number for so that who i talked to was at my control, and I would only call back numbers i knew (most people had a code). At it's peak, i would make probalby make 20 - 25 deliveries a day, so I was never by gettin rich by any means, but i was payin rent, smokin as much as i wanted, and I had a very active social life!
Besides, I really hated people knowing where I lived, and coming over when ever they wanted.
In public I would always use a paper coffee cup with a lid for camoflauge.
The most fun years of my life. I started out with a Mt. bike and eventually upgraded to a motorcycle and then a better motorcycle. I quite doing it when i met my now wife, and I really wanted my time back.
but yeah, wow.... good times.
BTW "Half Baked" - Worst Ending Ever! just my opinion.
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