Its really not their fault. Most organisations hold their staff to either brutal efficiency targets or have them on a contract basis getting paid per parcel. I’m VERY LUCKY in that my organisations key metric is “successful deliveries/attempts without complaint” and right behind it is number of parcels delivered per hr. They like a guy who does 20 an hour and 100% success way more than a 30 an hr and 95% success. My bosses love me because I know I’m hourly and I just DO MY JOB. Last time I checked I’m at 99.9%.

It is partially the customers fault. People LOVE the idea of next day free delivery, their parcel being treated with loving care, their delivery instructions being followed to the letter and delivered by someone who takes pride in their job, it drives a lot of business… but its FREE, you think they dont cut corners? Most places hire people who will work their asses off for peanuts, which means a high turnover of people who dont really give a fuck to be able to take on those contracts and still make IF THEY ARE LUCKY $1 off each parcel.

No I call them on their stupidity. I’m a union government employee, I know how hard I am to fire.

“The fact that when we deliver something you ordered, to the address you ordered it to, use your doorbell and your dog goes psycho is not OUR problem.”

Bruh I work for a postal service and you should read the complaints.

Knocked too loud, knocked too soft, used the doorbell and it scared me, put my parcel in my mailbox instead of bringing it to the door, delivered my parcel when I was working from home, delivered the parcel to my husband and it was his birthday present, when the postman delivers my parcels my dog barks, I ordered size 12 pants and you delivered size 14…

Anyone who thinks parcel people are stupid… our staff are no dumber than your average customer.

And the higher end ones are just GOOD.

Its a similar price to fast food, I can just keep a few in the freezer and I can add some little extras to make them more to my taste or chuck some leftover stuff on them to use it up.

Little bit of garlic powder, some cracked pepper and some chilli flakes…

I love how you’re still getting upvoted like “Hey, good try!”

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Dr Mike is one of my favorite people, I genuinely think he would probably be a fun guy to hang out with.

2008 housing crash…

I know he is a fictional character but Colonel Potter in Mash served in ww1, ww2 and Korea… There are real people that had that experience.

I asked an honest question which you answered with an unrelated question, I offered an explanation and your response wasnt related to either post.

I have better things to do than try and have conversations with people who simply dont engage in a back and forth.

Can you read or nah?

I didnt mean it like that, I legitimately dont know. I know Chuck e cheese is a thing (great play area, terrible food) high end restaurants are obviously a thing, as is family casual like TGI Fridays and chain places, but do they have playgrounds?

Its a stupidly common thing in Australia. The food is (usually) a solid 6 or 7, sometimes an 8, the bar is pretty well stocked and the play area is like an average public park. Easiest way to explain it is like a TINY casino, theres usually some function rooms, a small (or overwhelmingly large if its a predatory shithole) area with slot machines, and a restaraunt (sometimes a few) and a play area.

If I wanted to go out to eat and had to choose between Chuck E Cheese and a restaraunt where I have to spend the whole night managing my childs behavior to not upset others and those were my ONLY options without the ball ache of organising and paying babysitters. I probably wouldnt go out.

Does America not have “Family Friendly” restaraunts at all? Like not “Chuck E Cheese” but casual dining for families with outdoor playgrounds or an indoor play room?

My friends and I go out EVERY SATURDAY and 6 kids in total and they know the rules "Cause a ruckus out there on the other side of the heavy windows where I can supervise but still hold a grown up conversation.