I love driving. I’ve had delivery jobs and I really enjoyed them. There is absolutely no fucking way I’m working for anyone that has a fucking camera pointed at me. That is some fucking bullshit. I can’t believe anyone works for that shit hole company and puts up with that garbage. No camera, no microphone. I’ll do my job. If you don’t trust me to do my job, then it’s best for the both of us I’m not there.
I understand needing a job. I’ve been there. Don’t put up with that bullshit, unionize, or find something else. There’s jobs out there much better.
On a side note, If you drove holding the steering wheel with your middle fingers out, what kind of punishment would that be?
On a side note, If you drove holding the steering wheel with your middle fingers out, what kind of punishment would that be?
Believe it or not, straight to jail.
I’ve got a camera in my work truck. I hate it but I can’t make this much money anywhere else. I was actually sent for a drug and alcohol test a few weeks ago because I kept dozing off while I was sitting in the truck on break. I passed because I was nice and charming to the young girl giving the test. The only thing I popped on was weed anyway.
The reason I was nodding off in the truck is I was fucking exhausted from making them a shitload of money.
I passed because I was nice and charming to the young girl giving the test.
I’m confused. Either you passed the urinalysis because there was nothing in your system (except weed, which they apparently don’t care about), or because you somehow convinced the technician to fudge the numbers of a medical test? If it’s the latter then wow, that’s a lot of charisma…
She was just nice. Much younger than me. We had a pleasant conversation and I made her laugh. I pissed in the cup and she came and got it. She said “Hmm one of these lines is pretty high… oh well don’t worry about it you passed.” That was definitely weed because the other drugs I had done recently were either out of by system or they don’t test for anyway. She dumped out the piss and threw the cup in the trash.
When I’m on with charisma I’m really good. Unfortunately this is almost always in professional situations. I’m awkward or drunk at parties, but people fall in love in extended one on one time. Shit’s complicated and my mental health is in the dumpster.
This is on a different similar note. I work for a big hardware store that isnt home depot. My job trusts me enough to take home keys to the store, and drive a 10 thousand pound forklift whenever I want, but I have to use the worst safety box opener I’ve ever seen. Makes me so mad because it just doesn’t work half the time.
I think a lot of times this is driven by someone cutting themselves and creating a pile Of paperwork and costing money. Worked for a fast food chain and we had to use a chainmail glove to use a knife for the same reason.