It has been an interesting week. Why? I am a student who works part time as a pizza delivery driver on a scooter. Now, I don't work for the restaurant directly but work for a contractor (a great boss who pays on time and is very forgiving plus an all around good guy) who employs a bunch a scooter drivers at various restaurants around one of the major cities in the world. And since he's a great guy to work for, I usually eat whatever **** the restaurant workers throw my way with a smile because I don't want to complicate things for him with the restaurant.
Enter dumb dumb.
There's this idiot who works at the register who I have went out of my way to help in the past when shutting down the restaurant at the end of a shift. It is known to pretty much everyone that we have exams coming up and we all need time to study after work and my shift ends at 10:30 PM. So, the restaurant is about to shut down for the day and we hear a device beep at 10:29. If dumb dumb accepts the order, I have a 30 minute ride to the location and then another 30 minute drive to get back to the garage plus another 15 minute walk to my room.
I tell this person that I won't be getting paid for the extra work by my boss and politely ask this person to talk to the restaurant manager to make sure that I get paid for the extra hour of work. And then dumb dumb decided to yell at me:
"You don't work for the restaurant, you don't work for the manager. Talk to your boss if you want to get paid."
Let's back up.
A couple of days before this idiot yelled at me, dumb dumb had stopped using the words "Please" or "Thank you" and had started giving me orders instead of requests like she used to and it had started getting on my nerves.
So, after she was done yelling, and I had stared at this person in anger, I said, "Okay.", and finished my delivery, went back home and fell asleep. After working an extra hour for free and I was ****ing pissed.
The very next day, I took an order at 10 PM that required me to go to like the bay area of the city near a harbor. And this place had a lot of confusing flyovers and bridges and if you made one wrong turn, you are looking at adding an extra 30 minutes to your trip. As fate would have it, I was supposed to slide left under a bridge to stick to the streets but I misread the instructions on google maps and took an expressway that took me to another part of the city - my first ever routing mistake while on the job.
I was irritated for a few minutes but then began laughing out loud like a maniac while driving when I looked at the time - 10:30 PM.
As soon as I could find a spot to park, I called the boss and told him that I was at another part of the city and that it would take me another 45 minutes to finish my delivery and get back to the restaurant. And dumb dumb the cashier couldn't leave until I returned all the money I had collected to the register during my shift.
And that's when I decided to become the most cautious driver in the world, obeying all the rules of the road that sometimes you treat like guidelines. So anyway, the delivery was eventually done and I began the trip back to the restaurant and I started getting calls.
"The pizza was too cold and ruined. You are gonna have to take another pizza back to the same address."
And then a call from the boss. "I'll handle it. Just go back, give them the money and then go home."
I returned to the shop at 11:45 PM and dumb dumb was the only one left and goddamn was this piss ant ****ing pissed. "Why are you so late? My shift ended 45 minutes ago." And considering how ****** the place was with paying people, I knew that dumb dumb wasn't getting paid a cent extra after the shift.
And I made sure that I spoke softly when I replied, "It is like you said, I don't work for the restaurant, I don't work for you. Talk to my boss if you have any complaints."