I wanted to be a delivery driver so I could spend a good portion of my time in my vehicle.
I certainly adore driving around and listening to songs.
If I can get paid to drive around the town while listening to all types of songs, that is actually better. Being a delivery driver is entirely a simple job. I toil for a marijuana delivery service. I receive entirely good tips and I have an unquestionably flexible toil schedule. If I need an afternoon off, all I have to do is tell the boss and she is cheerful to move my schedule around. The only time my job is not so great is when I have to walk up and down many flights of stairs. Not so long ago, that is what I have been doing. There are a huge amount of stairs in many of the buildings around here and most of those buildings do not have elevators! We’ve been offering front door delivery ever since the beginning of covid. I had to make my way up many flights of stairs last weekend and I thought I was going to collapse by the time I was done. I don’t really care for hiking up many flights of stairs. I was out of shape and I was out of breath by the time I arrived at the residence. The person that answered the door and took receipt of the marijuana delivery looked sorry for me. She apologized profusely for the fact that the elevator was broken. I knew that it was not her fault that the place was run down. She did give me an entirely wonderful tip for walking up and down the stairs.