When I sit at my desk and ponder what delivery in Amarillo stood out to me the most recently for my Dasher Diary, I go through a few emotions. I remember some of the nice ones, with nice customers. My blood begins to boil thinking about the construction I have had to endure on Georgia Street.
I also think about some of my not-so-favorite customers. I would like to think that maybe some are just that clueless. Maybe they don’t realize how much gas it costs to fill up the tank so I can deliver your food. Maybe they don’t get out much. I don’t know.
I recently had a delivery I had to pick up at Dairy Queen. Now, mind you, when I am signed up to deliver food, by time I have no idea whether the customer tips. I just know that I am being paid a certain amount from the time I pick up the food until I drop it off at their house…