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Dude you are a trip!! Can't wait for another story. They are hilarious.Yeah, "made-up". Go pay for another bad DR *********.
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Dude you are a trip!! Can't wait for another story. They are hilarious.Yeah, "made-up". Go pay for another bad DR *********.
From the number of stories he has made up I think he enjoys the drama.
Yeah, "made-up". Go pay for another bad DR ********.
Dude you are a trip!! Can't wait for another story. They are hilarious.
Looking at the threads you've created you either live in customer hell and the worst UPS center in existence, or you're making things up to have fun here. You claim you can write tons about the good but that'd be boring, so instead you come up with numerous threads with experiences the average driver would have worked years to come up with.
I'll be completely honest, when I see a thread started by you the only reason I read it is hopefully someone has some good advice for the scenario you paint if someone ever actually experiences it.
Been doing this for 20 years in the same Center that is mostly made-up of some really crappy areas. These kind of encounters are what we consider normal. When we consider the middle finger as our Center's "wave", you know something is jacked-up in this area. You guys are lucky. The ones that get to deliver in these suburban upscale areas where people make you cookies, know you by name, and leave warm apple Pie to cool on their window ledges. Here, there are bars on windows, gates over screen doors, and people scream "WHO IS IT?!" at the top of their lungs when you knock because they're afraid you're the cops, or there to rob them. It's just your average day in the "hood".
reminds me of a house I went to many years ago.....note on door said knock firmly but softly because that's what we like here soft firm knockers......I was rewarded with what only could of been one of the most beautiful women come to the door with what only could of been soft firm knockers....lol
Been doing this for 20 years in the same Center that is mostly made-up of some really crappy areas. These kind of encounters are what we consider normal. When we consider the middle finger as our Center's "wave", you know something is jacked-up in this area. You guys are lucky. The ones that get to deliver in these suburban upscale areas where people make you cookies, know you by name, and leave warm apple Pie to cool on their window ledges. Here, there are bars on windows, gates over screen doors, and people scream "WHO IS IT?!" at the top of their lungs when you knock because they're afraid you're the cops, or there to rob them. It's just your average day in the "hood".
But was she hot?Lol this reminds me of one of my most unpleasant stops ever. Apartment so I need a signature. Lady says give me a minute. Ok I wait and wait and wait for what seems like forever since this is an air package and I still have more to get off. Finally door opens.
This lady had to be 500+ lbs. She had moved her king size bed and pushed it up against her L shaped sectional so she could just lay there 24/7 I assume. I'm pretty sure she couldn't remove her own t shirt because it looked like it was starting to rot away on her body. Holes all over this thing. I get a signature and am almost in the clear when a large hole in her shirt catches my eye. What is that you say? A nipple!!! The biggest damn nipple I've ever seen sitting about an inch above her belly button.
Ok just thinking about it means I'm going to have night terrors all over again. So I hope you enjoyed.
The note said don't knock loud. You know what that means?!" Me, "Yes, it means don't knock at all. How do you knock silently? Pretend to knock and use telepathy?" I don't think either of them knew what telepathy was, and probably thought it was an old map reference. Next the woman says "Don't bang on my door again! Got it?" All I said was "Yes ma'am. Roger that. I won't knock on your door again", and the morons both in sync said "Good". I don't think they understood that I said I would not be knocking on their door ever again, and since the bell is broken, can pretty much guarantee any future deliveries will be getting post carded.
Life is like a box of chocolates, and they're all stupid.
I don't knock on doors or ring door bells unless they need to sign for a package. If there is a note don't knock or ring bells and they need to sign I leave and info notice and on to the next stop.
If you deliver in ghetto you get to know the people and many are really good people, especially the older ones who have lived in their house for many years. The problems are with apartments and transients that constantly move around and have no roots in the community. I got more respect and even better gifts from those poor people with little than from upper middle class snobs who are only focused on moving to upper class.