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I wake up Friday morning, and run out of bed to turn on the heat in my apartment before diving back under the covers because it's cold. Brrr, autumn!
After its warmed up, I get showered and dressed, surf the net, and get to my first delivery job (the indie) at 11am. I can tell its going to be slow when I pull into the parking lot - it's a third full. Yep, it was slow. I got two runs, and made $10. Not too bad, even though I get a crappy tip on a big order and a good tip on a small order.
Got back home about 1:30. Walk into my apartment's kitchen and notice a "splish splash" as I walk. Turn on the light, there's a puddle of water on the floor, the counter is damp, and the sink is half full of dirty water. Great. Call maintenance, they wind up spending three hours and using three different sized "plumber's snakes" to clean out the stop in the drain, apparently caused by thirty-plus years of use. "I've been here nineteen years, never seen anything like this," the maintenance guy says. They'd also never had to use the larger sized snake, and he had to call the night manager for permission to use it (because by this time, it was after 5pm).
Oh, did I mention I was supposed to be at PJs by 4:30?
The sink finally got unstopped, I quickly mopped up the floor and cleaned off the counter, and got up to PJs a little after 5:30. With the day I'd just had, I was expecting ten delivering total all night if I was lucky, all five miles out or more.
Boy was I wrong.
I started out with three going north. The first house I thought I was going to get fucked at - I told the kid the total, he handed me a twenty and three one's, then said "hold on", took the money back, and went into the house. Great, he was going to take the tip. Yay. Then he came back and handed me the twenty, a five, and seven singles. Cooool ...
Getting back to the store, I had a single to Blythenia. Argh. Took it, got back, had four runs going down Dance Mill and back up Manor. Got back from that, had three more. Got back from that, three more. The whole night was like that - we had two people call out, one do a now show, but we didn't get too badly fucked getting pies out the door. I took nineteen runs between 5:30 and 9:30pm. Sadly, our store dies at night, so I only had one other run the rest of the night (I was there until midnight), but I made $97 on 20 runs (not including $21 I spent on my gas-tank), and the night seemed to go by in an hour.
What a GREAT end to a shitty day.
(Especially since I mailed rent in Friday!)
Oh yeah - the indie place had the checks ready (he usually doesn't give 'em out until 5pm on Friday), AND the franchisee had our checks ... with him, we usually don't get out checks until Monday or Tuesday! Yay!
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I drove the bank bags from Springfield to Bloomington, then waited in Bloomington till the next set was ready, which was late, then drove to Chicago, unloaded, and drove back through all the foggy spots. All in all an average Friday night for me....
I should take up pizza delivery, you made more in tips than I did in pay by a few dollars....
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It helps to work in one of the wealthiest areas of one of the wealthiest counties in the country. Still get stiffed by people with million dollar homes and Porches lined up on the driveway. Oh well.
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If you put a banana in the tailpipe of a Porsche, the owner will probably get jealous of the banana's size...
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Dude, I drive a frikkin' Saturn, and I'm jealous of the size of the banana.
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More the Saturn than the banana.... I shudder at the thought of a Saturn....
Is it a yellow Saturn, if so then you are really in need of a good threshing.... as soon as it is fixed....
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Actually, it's a gray for the moment. It may be black soon since I am oh-so-very close to setting the damn thing on fire and pushing off the ship channel bridge (which would negate the setting on fire thing, but, hey, I'm pissed).
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Hey, my Saturn still runs fine (unlike that Cavalier you used to take out a forest a few years back). All I have going wrong is a damn amber warning light that won't turn off.
But, holy mother of Dan Monahan, does that warning light piss me off. It just sits there and mocks me at every glance I make to my dashboard. It gets turned off by the technicians and **bing** that sucker is on again laughing at me with it's photonic warble. It's as annoying as an unwanted erection when you're wearing sweatpants.
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