Dude the last thing I'd want in this world is to be a RPCD. I get to sleep in until 10 and whip around in my car thumping rap while I deliver. The boss had me drop a few extra packages that came in late from the center with an RPCD and he just about beat me up because they were out of his way. He glanced at the label and I believe his exact words were "You've gotta be absolutely g0d damn
ing kidding me". Y'all seem mad stressed I just wanna work a little seasonal gig and jerk around after that.