a classic melt with cajun fries

The Denny’s I frequently deliver from has three different ghost kitchens. On the DoorDash app, they are listed as Denny’s, Bando’s Burritos, and The Meltdown. They’re all the same kitchen, but there’s an obvious benefit to being listed as three separate establishments. It’s a way of tricking people into thinking that the venue is specialized in a thing, when in reality it’s just a generic diner. I can’t speak to the morality of the practice, but I’ve been confused a few times when tasked with picking up from Bando’s Burritos in a non-existent lot. Either that or the GPS directs me to a Denny’s, and I’m left wandering a plaza looking for a kitchen that both does and does not exist.

There’s this guy, David B, that orders the same order from The Meltdown nearly three times a week. He gets a Classic Melt with Cajun Fries around 7 PM. My on-call time seems to align with his dining schedule. He lives in a dilapidated apartment complex with very dim lighting, and while I’m sure people live there, it certainly seems haunted. The instructions are always the same, leave the order on a fold-out chair next to a dirty, wire screen door. I’ve never seen activity from the apartment, and the only clue I have to its occupancy comes from the porch light. I’ve never once met David B, but I often imagine what he might be like. Is he a lonely dude? Is he so tired that he can’t buy his own cheese melt ingredients? What kind of work does David B do? Does David B have family? What ethnicity do you think David B would be?

Am I delivering ghost food to a ghost?