I've started delivering for a local pizza joint that has many other tasty dishes as well. (Yes, Silvergirl, that one.) This is in addition to the traffic job. Most of the time, I'm old enough to be the father of everyone else, including my manager, but not the owners.
I joined at a particularly slow time of year, post-holidays. Despite working today from noon to 7 PM, I only made five runs and not much in tips. I ran a $52 order to one place and got $2. I took a $25 lunch to a local store within 10 minutes and got a dollar for my trouble. Seems to me that folks who are more affluent tend not to tip as well, while those not so well off tend to remember whom the tips help. Ladycub has sure educated me about that!
In one night, I delivered to:
- A man whose wife had died the week before. God rest her soul. Someone else bought the dinner for him.
- A hotel not far from my house (where I got a good tip), while some guy in the hotel across the parking lot was standing in his altogether with his curtains wide open . . . on the FIRST FLOOR!
- A house . . . almost. Every light was lit in this place except for the bedroom, where a TV set was flashing. I knocked for over five minutes with no answer. The folks at the store couldn't get hold of whoever called. So I wound up with his cheese pizza. :-9 We think the non-customer may have been drunk and fallen asleep, but we'll never know.
Meanwhile, the search for a new computer goes on. I think I have a combination with Tiger Direct that will work.