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[hathycol]

I disapprove of work. I'm blasting out this entry while I remember.

Five hours of driving around and manoevering and people not fucking signposting properly. My knee aches something chronic from the clutch which is worrying as I have to go to dancing in, uh, half an hour. Also! People from Howard Place, which is just off Hope Street! Do not tip! No, seriously, that is not right. He's living in the street just off where Prince William lived. You're looking at what, £150 minimum a week there if you're lucky? And he's wearing a GIG (Glocal Investment Group - The Group That Inspires Us To Act Unethically And Makes Lots Of Money, Just Like Daddy) hoodie and he didn't tip. despite the fact I was swaying with exhaustion when he opened the door.

I'm sorry, I know other people have a harder job, but it was five hours non-stop and all I get is £2 for a delivery. Fucking tip me!

But I complain with only small cause. The rich people always tip me about 10p or pay with exact change or watch while I scrabble around in my box trying to utilise some slightly dodgy mental maths to work out the change. However! Someone from DRA tipped me a fiver! I wasn't going to take it and checked four times if they wanted any change, but no. I made, uh, £45. I got home at eleven (I had to cash up) so lets say it's six hours of work, and that works out to be £7.50 an hour. Not too bad at all, but god, I worked for it. Thank God for DRA, that's what I say.

And now, I have a dance class and probably should try to wake Katie up again. Then I have to try and clean frantically because Simon is here in, um, five hours and a bit! *dances*

Ha, this song is appropriate. Alhough my mum has one of the cars this advert is from and I'm told she now does the dance. This scares me.

~Hathy_Col~

Comments

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Now do all my rants from the last sixteen months make a little more sense? ;)

Your best tips, in general, come from working slobs, especially working slobs who currently or have ever work(ed) in positions that are themselves tipped. In the US, that's bartenders, waiters, taxicab drivers, and... yes, delivery drivers.
Not the Global Investment Group. That sort doesn't actually know a damn thing about money. They've got huge quantities of it, and almost always know how to get more, but they've absolutely no idea how to earn a dollar. (Or whatever.) Sometimes they're nice enough, but they also tend not to be-- they tend to sort of assume that other people are already paid for and thus don't need to be respected.

The best tippers, sheer quantity-wise, are the ones that tended bar to get themselves through law school. They're the ones who know what money is worth AND have a lot of it. There's a dude, senior partner in a local law firm, that comes through the airport every now and then who'll leave you $100 to cover a $15 tab.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

Oh god YES. I understand every rant so much BETTER.

Seriously, though, the ones that tip me the best are the ones in the council estates. (Not sure how well you know the area; on the offchance, the bit up around Scooniehill etc) The rich bastards never tip and wait for 10p change. BAH!

[balthaser.livejournal.com]

I hate that car, I think it is ugly.

[hathy-col.livejournal.com]

So do I! I am very pleased not to be driving it.