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Break time!

Had a delivery right by my house, so I stopped home for a snack and a drink and a break. I’ve made almost a full day’s pay today and I stopped at 15:15.

I don’t want to go back out there. Do I start early on Sunday and make a little extra that way? Or do I suck it up and go back out for the last couple hours? It’s super busy.

I have decided that fuck it, it’s Labor Day. I’ll make up the money on Sunday by starting at 10:00. Today will be my half day.

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Doordashing was pretty cool tonight until my last run.

I delivered to a legit McMansion, on the outskirts of town in a beautiful suburb where the streets make no sense and everyone has a three car garage.

For some reason, I had to get a signature on the delivery. (Looked it up: the reason is that they’ve had many problems with missing orders before. Prolific porch pirates or flagrant fraud?) At first, the customer wouldn’t come down. I told her the choices were signing for it or I’d return it to the restaurant. She finally came down and signed.

I made the mistake of not looking at the order payment until after the fact: $2.00 (no tips).

I drove 8 miles and got hassled for no tip?

I went home after that. Fuck it.

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I got none today.

With the exception of my last tip, which was a fair 10%/$1 per mile (thx dude), my soul got slapped around all day.

No tip runs.

$1 tip runs.

A $14 tip for two miles (now that’s more like it!), except I had to deliver 14 pizzas and the total was $202.

Doordashers make less than minimum wage! We deliver your food just like a waiter, just like the pizza guy, putting wear and tear on our cars and our bodies! (Five flights of stairs, $3 tip, btw. 10 miles)

I’m going to treat myself to some ice cream, be glad I’m now home in the presence of someone respectful, and rest up.

Tomorrow is my drug test and therapy, Tuesday is psychiatrist and possibly more dashing, and work starts on Wednesday.

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5h 29m? That’s all?

Then WHY AM I SO TIRED OMG

I feel like I’ve put in 12 hours in dispatch! My body is tired. My brain is fuckin spent. Maybe the driving and all that sustained focus is the problem? I remember being beat after my full time pizza shifts too, especially when I first went full time.

I still have to do laundry and groceries. I’ll order groceries now for pickup tomorrow morning, then put my laundry away so I can at least get all the dirty laundry in the basket. Probably start that tomorrow morning too.

Tomorrow afternoon is happy hour with Mean Aunt. I have to remember her questionnaire about me.

All I want to do is rest. Not even go to bed. That requires effort.

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I started dashing at 10 this morning. It was a LONG ASS DAY.

I got a shop order for a pregnancy test. I wanted to text the recipient, “May you get the answer you’re hoping for,” because taking a pregnancy test is always fraught with stress and hope, but that might be a little intimate coming from, you know, Your Dasher.

I got to take a nice little drive in the foothills.

I had five (5) minutes of break time between orders (I can set my own break time, and I did, but this was just waiting between orders). Instead of checking tumblr or anything, I tried to figure out how to paint my nails like turquoise stones. Not sure if the method I found works with gel, so I’ll just freehand it.

Delivered to a cool little game store. They sell card and board games. They also have a board game library, space to play, “teach me Mondays,” and BEER. And they’re queer friendly. Husband and I must go on a date there!

Met other Dashers because everywhere was getting slammed. One wanted to Have A Conversation (pls no, too much), but the others were cool with a “good luck today” or “buena suerte.”

Last run of the night was to a restaurant that’s notorious for running behind. A Karen was in there, screeching about “being lied to” because they’d given her an inaccurate ETA. She grabbed her food and stormed out. I told the guy packing my order that I hope his day gets better and he said, “It does already, she is gone!”

And then I had to brave road construction in a city I actively try to avoid, only to deliver to a third floor walkup.

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I hate Sprouts and I love kpop.

That’s it, that’s my day.

I spent all day dashing (driving around and listening to kpop), and some of that included doing other people’s grocery shopping at Sprouts. (Do you have Sprouts where you are? It’s a competitor to Whole Foods)

Anyway, the shopping was all cringefail because the local Sprouts was out of SO MUCH. Lots of apologetic texts. My shopper rating is gonna go down, which means…less shopping? I am okay with this.

Tomorrow is my second interview with Private Ambulance. It’s skills and scenario questions. I’m a little nervous because I don’t know what’s coming, but also kinda stoked because I’ve gotten past the harder “prove that I’m not a weirdo” part and now just need to prove that I can do the job I’ve done for 14 years.

Hung up on what to wear (again) though. 😅 Probably shouldn’t repeat my outfit.

For now, I’m gonna be a piece of furniture.

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12:08 and I DON’T WANNA DASH.

But I’ll be off tomorrow and Saturday (oil change), so I kinda have to.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be blasting kpop and obsessively refreshing my email to see if I get an offer from Private Ambulance.

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Welp, I tried.

I tried to make a bunch of money but I kept getting weird runs, including one to the legit mountains (lots of distance and lots of money to go there, but no way to pick up a run on the way back). But! I met dogs up there! They’re cute beagles! 🥰

Had to mask up on my last run. My poor customer needed Sudafed, Imodium, a thermometer, and lots of Gatorade. And I had to check her ID for the Sudafed. 😷 I couldn’t just leave it at the door and run lol

Got a run to Boulder motherfucking County. That’s far.

Got a run to five minutes from home, two of them actually. Those are nice because I can stop home for potty and a snack and a drink.

Now I’m done packing tonight’s stuff and it’s time for bed. I have to wake up early to be petty 😈