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i have a few stories i want to share.
This guy is having a great year
so this is last sunday, when the cardinals won the champion ship and where offically going to the superbowl.
right when the game ended we got an order and i took it.
when i got to the door there was a really nice guy and we started talking about the game and he tips me well. right when i leave i realize hes wearing a Barack Obama campaign t-shirt.
yeah i started laughing on my way to the car.
Drive BETTERERER
there is this complex i hate to deliver, not becaus eof my customers but because of two things.
1) they put the first building way to close to the street and the entrance way to narrow (two cars would be inches away from each other if they where in it)
2) the residents who arent customers are ass crazy.
some parents of small children believe it is appropriate to allow their children to play right infront of the narrowest enterence, the one right after a turn so even if you slow down enough you still enter it really fast. I'm always slamming on my breaks for it and coming to a completely to a stop right when i entered.
apparently some guy has decided though i slowdown to an almost stop before turning, have my lights on, look in the enterence, and check the sidewalk i was driving wrecklessly and dangerously trying to kill his kid.
no no no apparently im suppose to stop in the middle of the road. Park there. then go looking for the appartment (btw this where the above guy lives)
i know he has a kid and is worried. but if he was so worried, why are they playing there, why not in the parking lot about 10 feet away on the other side of the building without a enterence where cars will come hurdling through?
ive gotten to the point where i just ignore him.
Hes not a customer and if he really thought i was driving dangerously he could call the store.
Now why i cried today
i had a delivery that scammed me and basically stole form me.
i get there, and when they answer the door there dogs come running out the guy shoves money in my hand as im grabbing the pizzas from my bag and basically slam the door in my face i dont think anything about it shove the money in my pocket and drive to the store.
I reach in my pocket to drop it and i cant find it (so i think) just my wallet my cell, my keys my pen and three dollars i thought i had grabbed before i went out the door to have close to 20 dollars.
i spend the next two hours looking for it in my car, the store and even drive back and check the yard.
I then stop and think.
i do i mental inventory of my pocket.
I dont remember grabbing the 3 dollars.
i remember thinking of it.
i remember not having the time.
and it hits me.
the pocket i pulled the 3 dollars from... was the pocket i put the money in.
they gave me 3 dollars for a 32 dollar tab.
so they basically stole 30 dollars from me.
i ended the day with 3 dollar less than i started with.
I didnt meant to cry infront of my boss i was just upset.
This guy is having a great year
so this is last sunday, when the cardinals won the champion ship and where offically going to the superbowl.
right when the game ended we got an order and i took it.
when i got to the door there was a really nice guy and we started talking about the game and he tips me well. right when i leave i realize hes wearing a Barack Obama campaign t-shirt.
yeah i started laughing on my way to the car.
Drive BETTERERER
there is this complex i hate to deliver, not becaus eof my customers but because of two things.
1) they put the first building way to close to the street and the entrance way to narrow (two cars would be inches away from each other if they where in it)
2) the residents who arent customers are ass crazy.
some parents of small children believe it is appropriate to allow their children to play right infront of the narrowest enterence, the one right after a turn so even if you slow down enough you still enter it really fast. I'm always slamming on my breaks for it and coming to a completely to a stop right when i entered.
apparently some guy has decided though i slowdown to an almost stop before turning, have my lights on, look in the enterence, and check the sidewalk i was driving wrecklessly and dangerously trying to kill his kid.
no no no apparently im suppose to stop in the middle of the road. Park there. then go looking for the appartment (btw this where the above guy lives)
i know he has a kid and is worried. but if he was so worried, why are they playing there, why not in the parking lot about 10 feet away on the other side of the building without a enterence where cars will come hurdling through?
ive gotten to the point where i just ignore him.
Hes not a customer and if he really thought i was driving dangerously he could call the store.
Now why i cried today
i had a delivery that scammed me and basically stole form me.
i get there, and when they answer the door there dogs come running out the guy shoves money in my hand as im grabbing the pizzas from my bag and basically slam the door in my face i dont think anything about it shove the money in my pocket and drive to the store.
I reach in my pocket to drop it and i cant find it (so i think) just my wallet my cell, my keys my pen and three dollars i thought i had grabbed before i went out the door to have close to 20 dollars.
i spend the next two hours looking for it in my car, the store and even drive back and check the yard.
I then stop and think.
i do i mental inventory of my pocket.
I dont remember grabbing the 3 dollars.
i remember thinking of it.
i remember not having the time.
and it hits me.
the pocket i pulled the 3 dollars from... was the pocket i put the money in.
they gave me 3 dollars for a 32 dollar tab.
so they basically stole 30 dollars from me.
i ended the day with 3 dollar less than i started with.
I didnt meant to cry infront of my boss i was just upset.
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