I spent over an hour picking up food, waiting in lines. and stuck in traffic iust to deliver over two hundred dollars worth of food Every minute felt like effort, everv turn of the wheel another expense, gas, insurance, mileage, time I could have spent doino anything else. I finally made it to the customer, exhausted and hoping at least the work would be appreciated
Then I saw it. An envelope left on the counter, just sitting there. I opened it and saw a ten percent tip. Ten percent. After all that time, all that effort, after navigating through traffic, waiting for the order to be ready, risking my day for theirs. It felt like my work, my time, my energy, counted for nothing Food delivery is a luxury service. People order it to make their ives easier. not thinking about the effort that goes into getting it to their door. And after all I had done. I felt completely invisible, like I was worthless. Tenpercent on a two
hundred dollar order is not
just a tip, it was a reminder that na
matter how hard I try, it is never enough for some people. If you cannot even tip twenty percent, do not waste my and every other.
