Christmas Eve flip/flop?

[IVE GOTTA PACKAGE 4U]

Technically, it was a bad address. It had a bad zip, but it had the city name right. I knew that city well, so I ran it. When I got back to the building, everyone in my center was gone home. They actually had food for the employees, but it was a box of crumbs by the time I got there.

I guarantee you they don't do that anymore

 

[AKCoverMan]

Technically, it was a bad address. It had a bad zip, but it had the city name right. I knew that city well, so I ran it. When I got back to the building, everyone in my center was gone home. They actually had food for the employees, but it was a box of crumbs by the time I got there.

So one Christmas Eve I was working a split route out in a Rural area and end up with a Misload about thirty minutes in the wrong direction from the building… and it was so obviously a box for Christmas from relatives in lower 48.

So I headed out there… pulled in the yard about 2100ish and this family is doing Christmas on Christmas Eve…it’s kinds a Norman Rockwell picture moment you know? I go “Not so fast there folks, we got one more important package here! Merry Christmas!“ They loaded me up with snacks and I headed back to the center. I was rally glad I made the effort to go out there.

 

[retiredTxfeeder]

So one Christmas Eve I was working a split route out in a Rural area and end up with a Misload about thirty minutes in the wrong direction from the building… and it was so obviously a box for Christmas from relatives in lower 48.

This stop was just like that. A package wrapped in brown paper, hand written address. In a VERY rural area. It was after 2300. I didn't want to approach a house in that situation. I got on my horn. Dog was barking at me. Directly, a little old lady about 75 years old came out to my package car. I told her I had a package for her from California. She told me it was from her nieces, and that she thought they had forgotten about her. I told her, no, they did not forget about you. She started crying. The helper and I started crying. It was a real blubberfest. It made her Christmas, and I was glad I made the effort. That was when Service was our last name.

 

[AKCoverMan]

This stop was just like that. A package wrapped in brown paper, hand written address. In a VERY rural area. It was after 2300. I didn't want to approach a house in that situation. I got on my horn. Dog was barking at me. Directly, a little old lady about 75 years old came out to my package car. I told her I had a package for her from California. She told me it was from her nieces, and that she thought they had forgotten about her. I told her, no, they did not forget about you. She started crying. The helper and I started crying. It was a real blubberfest. It made her Christmas, and I was glad I made the effort. That was when Service was our last name.

Service still in the name. Up to individual drivers to make it happen. In spite of ups.

 

[MECH-lift]

No such thing as service at UPS anymore
If you don’t want to deliver it sheet it
MISSED!

 

[MECH-lift]

I hope everyone demands their 8 Christmas Eve

 

[IVE GOTTA PACKAGE 4U]

I hope everyone demands their 8 Christmas Eve

That's the only way to do it

 

[Pullman Brown]

One Christmas eve, I had a misload in another state and got a level 3 clearance from corporate to use their highly sophisticated drone. It was a box of chocolates!

 

[MECH-lift]

That's the only way to do it

To get the day off

 

[IVE GOTTA PACKAGE 4U]

To get the day off

I did not plan on being here this Saturday or next Saturday or Saturday after that

 

[textat3]

My worst Christmas eve, my helper and I worked till 11:30 pm. Back when service actually meant something, we were told to deliver ALL Christmas looking packages. I got a misload which not only wasn't in my area, but didn't even go to our building. 2 hour round trip to deliver it. In feeders, I don't remember ever working a Christmas eve. We were always laid off that day.

Unless you were told to run that misload, that would have gotten you fired around here.

 

[MECH-lift]

I did not plan on being here this Saturday or next Saturday or Saturday after that

@MECH-lift doesn’t work Saturdays

 

[IVE GOTTA PACKAGE 4U]

@MECH-lift doesn’t work Saturdays

That will change this Saturday
I will make it happen for you, you're welcome

 

[burrheadd]

I hope everyone demands their 8 Christmas Eve

Never happen
Too many pusillanimous

 

[IVE GOTTA PACKAGE 4U]

Never happen
Too many pusillanimous

It's truly ridiculous
I already told my supervisor keep plan only being in on Christmas Eve be prepared to pay me.
So I do suggest you do not schedule me that day

 

[DOK]

Major snowstorm 22nd -23rd for the Northeast, you’re working and you’ll like it.

 

[clean hairy]

I thought the title of the thread meant we could wear flip flops that day!

 

[Analbumcover]

This stop was just like that. A package wrapped in brown paper, hand written address. In a VERY rural area. It was after 2300. I didn't want to approach a house in that situation. I got on my horn. Dog was barking at me. Directly, a little old lady about 75 years old came out to my package car. I told her I had a package for her from California. She told me it was from her nieces, and that she thought they had forgotten about her. I told her, no, they did not forget about you. She started crying. The helper and I started crying. It was a real blubberfest. It made her Christmas, and I was glad I made the effort. That was when Service was our last name.

The next work day: "Why were you 40 miles over on 12/14? Fired for stealing time."

 

[TBH]

So one Christmas Eve I was working a split route out in a Rural area and end up with a Misload about thirty minutes in the wrong direction from the building… and it was so obviously a box for Christmas from relatives in lower 48.

So I headed out there… pulled in the yard about 2100ish and this family is doing Christmas on Christmas Eve…it’s kinds a Norman Rockwell picture moment you know? I go “Not so fast there folks, we got one more important package here! Merry Christmas!“ They loaded me up with snacks and I headed back to the center. I was rally glad I made the effort to go out there.

I love this! You made their day and they made your day in return.

 

[TBH]

This stop was just like that. A package wrapped in brown paper, hand written address. In a VERY rural area. It was after 2300. I didn't want to approach a house in that situation. I got on my horn. Dog was barking at me. Directly, a little old lady about 75 years old came out to my package car. I told her I had a package for her from California. She told me it was from her nieces, and that she thought they had forgotten about her. I told her, no, they did not forget about you. She started crying. The helper and I started crying. It was a real blubberfest. It made her Christmas, and I was glad I made the effort. That was when Service was our last name.

Very cool! I would be like you and never forget this!