Seven weeks of delivering food. It isn’t glamorous by any means, but people are hungry in this pandemic.
Monday
One household started their Monday by ordering six milkshakes! That’s right SIX! I have only four cup holders in my car. Luckily I had a cup tray to use. I placed it on the floor. Thinking I really hope it doesn’t spill. Luckily as drove carefully over every speed bump and took every turn like I was carrying a priceless artefact. No spillage when I arrived at the destination. Phew! I took two trips to the person’s door, avoiding any mishap or should I say miss step? The precious cargo needs to be protected at all costs. I have some tips on how to avoid gross things in the customers milkshakes or food in my patreon account if you want to sign up. Sign up and I’ll publish some vital tips.
Tuesday
Tuesday was an annoying day. No it wasn’t the inundation of taco Tuesday, it was me not seeing a pole when came close to a curb. A metal pole! My side mirror scrapped it and I felt my cars pain immediately. The pole was fine, but my car copped another scrape! It already had scrapes when I purchased it. I had scrapped it the year prior on a rather large boulder which I forgot about pulling out from a long day in the field. Don’t worry the rock was fine! 😒 this is why I wouldn’t want to drive a Lamborghini or a Ferrari. Yes that’d be fun, but I’d be paranoid about damaging the bloody thing. One brake pad for a lsmbo costs $5000.00! No thanks.
Wednesday
Wednesday I encountered a Fed Ex bloke delivering…guess what it was… mail! Packages from Amazon a plenty, probably. We were cordial and noted our professions. He could smell the food I was delivering. I couldn’t smell his package, probably a good thing. Anyway it was a non event day.
Thursday
I decided to pick up someone today to cure my boredom. A dentist on the frontline of Covid! Yes dentists who weren’t getting enough work were able to get work in other parts of the medical industry. Assisting doctors and nurses. In these unprecedented times anything can happen. Bet you’re sick of hearing the word unprecedented. I sure am!
Friday
After a topsy turvy week I was happy it was Friday. Delivering food for chump change isn’t my idea of a good time, but I wasn’t aware I could go on unemployment. Turns out I could and I would have been get a lot more than what I was getting with delivering food, because of Covid!
The day started with a drunk person holding a Modelo out the front of a restaurant. He was probably thinking it was 5 o’clock somewhere! It was 9 am. He tried to make small talk, but proceeded to go across the Carpark and dance around a pole. He was a quality individual and probably should start his own show. I would have filmed it but I had work to do.
Next order was at the Dumpling King I asked the lady behind the register how long? and she was rude to me. “The Viking app will tell you!” I swent back to my car and looked at my phone, there was with no timer set! I walked back in. “Did you set the timer?” “Are you seriously asking that right now?” Then the embarrassment washed over her rude cold face. “Oh no timer set sorry”. I couldn’t help but walk away victorious. Stupid bitch I thought. I’m working in this BS too you know. If you can’t handle it don’t work! I was getting tired of the customer service industry. People aren’t courteous at all. It gave me a new found respect for the people who do this all their lives. I didn’t mind driving people around, but delivering food was a whole different animal.
My day got better when my final customer thanked me for wearing a mask and gloves when delivering their food. “No worries mate”. The elderly lady’s smile went from ear to ear and said “You sound like you’re from downunder”. “Yes ma’am, I’m from beyond the black stump, have a good day”. I left thinking she has no idea what that meant, but she’ll get a kick out of it.
Next up a Bunnings encounter in America!
