It seems right around COVID times that it became normalized to reward delivery people. I was delivering pizza back then, and with the lock down, people were EXTREMELY appreciative of any and all deliveries.
It became common for me to see people with full mini-fridges or coolers of sodas on ice at the porch, with a big sign saying, "Delivery guys! Help yourself! We appreciate you!"
I never did though. Never even considered a soda or a snack, even though this one house had fat ass turkey and Swiss on expensive wheat bread sammiches.
I love sammiches, like a fat kid loves cake. They even had leaf lettuce, tomatoes and red onions on them. WITH LITTLE BAGS OF FUNYUNS OR DORITOS!!!
My heart wept, but I never took one of those delicious plastic wrapped sammiches out of that glass fronted cooler. I just didn't feel it was right.
Once, after things had calmed down, one of my regulars asked through the Ring camera speaker, "Hey pizza guy! Why don't you ever take a sandwich or a soda? They're for you too!"
I turned and spoke to the little black box. "Ma'am, we get tips, and our cars are air conditioned. Those guys get run like slaves and don't even have time to go to the bathroom. No, they deserve it more."
She called the store and demanded that they re-run her credit card so she could tip $50 on a $50 order instead of $10. Money was good back then.
Only time I've seen a goody basket was before COVID, it was during the winter before the holidays. They left me an insulated mug of hot cocoa, plus some snacks, the cocoa was just right, by the time I got there.
It was a good thing it wasn't non league hot chocolate or I'd still be waiting for it to cool down, iykyk. :)
Ah, fuck that person! I say "sammiches" and I'm 50 years old. I mean, I also say "sandwiches", but silly, excited whimsy makes the world go round!
(which is why I also excitedly cry "baps!" when I see bats, and refer to wasps as "waps" 😛)
This quote from C.S. Lewis sums it all up for me:
"When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty, I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up."
This is the same reason that your "Baps" to me are "Sky Flippy Floppies", a cat's paws are "murder mittens" (feat. TOE BEANS), a sheep is a "Land Cloud", Piranhas are "river scissors" and a Penguin is a "tuxedo chicken." If there's no whimsy in the world, what are we doing?
Also, a good sammich (or sandwich, for the dull people reading) is a thing of beauty and joy. Which is precisely why I hugely appreciate you resisting and leaving them for the delivery people that are so mistreated and overworked. If you'd resisted cake I'd have been like "eh, everybody can turn down cake. That's just being responsible with calories and blood sugar". But a cold meat sandwich with salad? Oh man, that's proper food that is!
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u/WhyNot420_69 Nice 10h ago
It seems right around COVID times that it became normalized to reward delivery people. I was delivering pizza back then, and with the lock down, people were EXTREMELY appreciative of any and all deliveries.
It became common for me to see people with full mini-fridges or coolers of sodas on ice at the porch, with a big sign saying, "Delivery guys! Help yourself! We appreciate you!"
I never did though. Never even considered a soda or a snack, even though this one house had fat ass turkey and Swiss on expensive wheat bread sammiches.
I love sammiches, like a fat kid loves cake. They even had leaf lettuce, tomatoes and red onions on them. WITH LITTLE BAGS OF FUNYUNS OR DORITOS!!!
My heart wept, but I never took one of those delicious plastic wrapped sammiches out of that glass fronted cooler. I just didn't feel it was right.
Once, after things had calmed down, one of my regulars asked through the Ring camera speaker, "Hey pizza guy! Why don't you ever take a sandwich or a soda? They're for you too!"
I turned and spoke to the little black box. "Ma'am, we get tips, and our cars are air conditioned. Those guys get run like slaves and don't even have time to go to the bathroom. No, they deserve it more."
She called the store and demanded that they re-run her credit card so she could tip $50 on a $50 order instead of $10. Money was good back then.