I had words with one of our regular Evri's the other day ... NICE words ... but words.
He dropped yet another package, and (before he could knockdown-ginger us) I ran to the door ... he said "I placed it there."
I laughed, friendly, like, and said "... come on, mate ... you know that you dropped it. I watched you do it."
This was all jovial, he was smiling, and could tell that we (mum had come to the door at this point) weren't trying to get him in trouble ... but ... these things could be electronics goods, or fragile, and this isn't great.
He said something about being on the clock, and time spent per delivery ... but ... honestly? That's a fucking terrible response. I mean, it might be true, and Evri might be slave driving, and fucking let's get Mark Thomas on the case down Evri head quarters.
But ... yeah ... it saves .0000004 seconds to lean down a little further to not drop a package ...
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... and it's actually QUICKER than chucking it over the fence like they sometimes do!
He dropped yet another package, and (before he could knockdown-ginger us) I ran to the door ... he said "I placed it there."
I laughed, friendly, like, and said "... come on, mate ... you know that you dropped it. I watched you do it."
This was all jovial, he was smiling, and could tell that we (mum had come to the door at this point) weren't trying to get him in trouble ... but ... these things could be electronics goods, or fragile, and this isn't great.
He said something about being on the clock, and time spent per delivery ... but ... honestly? That's a fucking terrible response. I mean, it might be true, and Evri might be slave driving, and fucking let's get Mark Thomas on the case down Evri head quarters.
But ... yeah ... it saves .0000004 seconds to lean down a little further to not drop a package ...
...
... and it's actually QUICKER than chucking it over the fence like they sometimes do!