It's been like 5 months since I updated and thats for a reason, I ran into some problems with co-workers, and customers who found out about the blog and became (justifiably) upset with me. I decided then to stop the blog and I've been back and forth about bringing it back, but I think it would be best if I just called it quits.
In the small town I live in it's not hard to figure out who I'm talking about no matter how hard I try to hide it, word of the blog spread like wildfire and people quickly realized I was talking (mostly trash) about them and it created a lot of anger towards me. I realized if I lived in a city and worked at a place where I was more a number than a person I could pull this off.
So, I'm sorry to anyone who enjoyed reading but in the end the risk outweighed the reward. I hope to continue to do writing of some kind. The current economy has forced me to look for a second job and when hired it will no doubt be the next focus of my blogging. But until then I continue to update my Twitter.
The end.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
7/19/09 Wait...What?
I'm not gonna lie today was mostly a blur because of all the medication I was on. I got sick during my Saturday shift and when I got home my temp was 101. I hoped and prayed that i'd be better before my shift but it never happened. Now I could of called off and had somebody else work for me. But because I'm just like my Dad (a man who only takes off work for surgery), I worked anyway.
It started out super slow, which was bad for me cause I was falling asleep in the back room. Luckily it picked up and they had me running my ass off, which was fine until the dayquil wore off and my fever came back. At which point I started taking pretty pictures. But all in all it was a good night for me despite the sickness and I'm glad I worked it.
Totals: 27 delivers 86 bucks
It started out super slow, which was bad for me cause I was falling asleep in the back room. Luckily it picked up and they had me running my ass off, which was fine until the dayquil wore off and my fever came back. At which point I started taking pretty pictures. But all in all it was a good night for me despite the sickness and I'm glad I worked it.
Totals: 27 delivers 86 bucks
7/18/09 Jeepers Creepers
This is gonna be short and to the point. We have a situation. A customer was looking at my butt. Not just any, a creeper. She has a long history of looking at delivery guy's butts. She lives in the high rise and when you leave if you don't hear her door close immediately it means shes staring at your ass. It never happened to me until today. I feel so dirty...
Totals: 23 deliveries 70 bucks
Totals: 23 deliveries 70 bucks
7/17/09 Stupid People
I started off my shift by busting out my new shirt I ordered, whoo:
Pretty sweet, even though I've never seen a Fox's outside of PA.
So I got started and I was chugging along, other delivery guy came in cause it was Friday and thats the only time we need 2 people delivering. We're doing alright when it came out of nowhere. We got hit with our first Friday rush in a long time. A Friday rush is when we should have more people working but somehow we make it out alive. At this point we're both taking around 5 deliveries per run. So in between one of my runs a lady sticks her head in the door and asks if she can eat her, I say yes and she brings her family in... Boy I was in for trouble.
We are not an eat in restaurant, we are take-out and delivery only. Apparently this girl didn't get that and is about as dense as space. She places her order and then asks me for a straw for her kid who looked about 4, I said we don't have any. So she says, well what about a cup? I say again, we don't have any. At this point she flips out saying things like "how can you not have straws and cups this is a restaurant!". Why in the hell would we have straws and cups if all we have is pop in a bottle? So finally she gives up and goes back to the table. I grab a bunch of deliveries and try to get out but her little hell spawn is running wild out front and I can't get around him.
I'm not a parent but I think at this point you should grab your kid, instead she just keeps asking politely for him to come back to the table, not even yelling! Finally I get pissed and just start walking and he moves out of my way without incident. Which is good cause I had all intentions of plowing over the little fucker. So it finally calmed down a little bit and we got close to my help leaving when we got a call from Wilcox (a town 5 miles away).
PCC is a plant there and they've ordered from time to time, usually it's with a big tip. So I took the delivery and got up there. The total was 18.99 the owner of the plant greeted me, handed me a 20 and said have a good one. I turned left and on my way out said I won't be back. What they fail to realize is them getting food is a privelege and for that tip I actually lost money because of the wasted time and gas. It's not worth it. The night went good after that till 9:10... That was our last phone call. We're open till 10:30, a lot of time was killed.
Totals: $100 on 29 deliveries
Pretty sweet, even though I've never seen a Fox's outside of PA.
So I got started and I was chugging along, other delivery guy came in cause it was Friday and thats the only time we need 2 people delivering. We're doing alright when it came out of nowhere. We got hit with our first Friday rush in a long time. A Friday rush is when we should have more people working but somehow we make it out alive. At this point we're both taking around 5 deliveries per run. So in between one of my runs a lady sticks her head in the door and asks if she can eat her, I say yes and she brings her family in... Boy I was in for trouble.
We are not an eat in restaurant, we are take-out and delivery only. Apparently this girl didn't get that and is about as dense as space. She places her order and then asks me for a straw for her kid who looked about 4, I said we don't have any. So she says, well what about a cup? I say again, we don't have any. At this point she flips out saying things like "how can you not have straws and cups this is a restaurant!". Why in the hell would we have straws and cups if all we have is pop in a bottle? So finally she gives up and goes back to the table. I grab a bunch of deliveries and try to get out but her little hell spawn is running wild out front and I can't get around him.
I'm not a parent but I think at this point you should grab your kid, instead she just keeps asking politely for him to come back to the table, not even yelling! Finally I get pissed and just start walking and he moves out of my way without incident. Which is good cause I had all intentions of plowing over the little fucker. So it finally calmed down a little bit and we got close to my help leaving when we got a call from Wilcox (a town 5 miles away).
PCC is a plant there and they've ordered from time to time, usually it's with a big tip. So I took the delivery and got up there. The total was 18.99 the owner of the plant greeted me, handed me a 20 and said have a good one. I turned left and on my way out said I won't be back. What they fail to realize is them getting food is a privelege and for that tip I actually lost money because of the wasted time and gas. It's not worth it. The night went good after that till 9:10... That was our last phone call. We're open till 10:30, a lot of time was killed.
Totals: $100 on 29 deliveries
7/14/09 Inspection!
Last year I got my Serv-Safe certification. I spent the majority of the class wondering how I was ever going to need the internal cooking temperature of a pot roast. I guess it's nice to know cause it keeps me from killing everyone at home. But at a pizza shop it's pretty useless. Where it is effective is it gives you the knowledge you need to pass a health inspection. Now at the time I thought it was all common sense, but after Tuesday I guess my common sense is a little less common than most.
Our health inspection went fine, after me, my boss, and the other employees tore up the place fixing any violations we had. It's nothing major just nit picky shit the inspector busts us on to keep his job. EDITED CENSORED DELETED Of course all this made us look like champs when he walked in and seen our place. The write up was this: "Thermometer in Pepsi cooler needs replaced. Store was very clean."
Totals: I can't remember! Sorry!
Our health inspection went fine, after me, my boss, and the other employees tore up the place fixing any violations we had. It's nothing major just nit picky shit the inspector busts us on to keep his job. EDITED CENSORED DELETED Of course all this made us look like champs when he walked in and seen our place. The write up was this: "Thermometer in Pepsi cooler needs replaced. Store was very clean."
Totals: I can't remember! Sorry!
Monday, July 13, 2009
7/11 - 7/12 Explanation
Nothing exciting during the weekend outside of the festival so it gives me a chance to further explain our old school way of doing things here at Fox's.
We usually only have one delivery person per shift. It sounds crazy but I average about 20 per shift. And I can take a lot in little time since it's a small town. That's why you see me complaining about anything under 20 deliveries... Let's face it, I'm spoiled rotten. Sometimes this can backfire though, I've once taken 13 deliveries in one run.
The key to being a one man pizza army is very simple. Location, location location. Seriously, knowing every address in town is essential to survive. I need to look at my slips and figure out which house is closest and go from there. I think it's why I love to deliver so much. It's an adventure every time I come in. Like I said though we are old school. No managers, no computers, no gps, just a few guys who know there shit and understand what needs to be done and how to do it right.
Going back to mass deliveries, vehicle choice is essential around here. First off it gets snowy as fuck in the winter so 4-wheel drive is essential. And you need something you can fit a lot of stuff in. I've found 3 vehicles that suit that purpose and I call my perfect delivery vehicles:
Thats all I got to rant about for now, maybe i'll think up some more stuff for later.
Totals: Saturday - 0! I was a cook!
Sunday: 31 off 11 deliveries
We usually only have one delivery person per shift. It sounds crazy but I average about 20 per shift. And I can take a lot in little time since it's a small town. That's why you see me complaining about anything under 20 deliveries... Let's face it, I'm spoiled rotten. Sometimes this can backfire though, I've once taken 13 deliveries in one run.
The key to being a one man pizza army is very simple. Location, location location. Seriously, knowing every address in town is essential to survive. I need to look at my slips and figure out which house is closest and go from there. I think it's why I love to deliver so much. It's an adventure every time I come in. Like I said though we are old school. No managers, no computers, no gps, just a few guys who know there shit and understand what needs to be done and how to do it right.
Going back to mass deliveries, vehicle choice is essential around here. First off it gets snowy as fuck in the winter so 4-wheel drive is essential. And you need something you can fit a lot of stuff in. I've found 3 vehicles that suit that purpose and I call my perfect delivery vehicles:
Jeep Grand Cherokee: Transmission problems will hurt your wallet but you can't deny it's 4-wheel abilities or it's space. My boss has one.
Ford Escape: A former co-worker has one, and if it can deliver mail on rural route it can deliver pie.
Chevy Blazer: Of course I include my ride! It kicks ass! It's nickled and dimed me, but never broke down and I've got 110,000 miles on it.
Thats all I got to rant about for now, maybe i'll think up some more stuff for later.
Totals: Saturday - 0! I was a cook!
Sunday: 31 off 11 deliveries
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