Covemastah
Hoopah drives the boat Chief !!
You never mentioned that fact !!!
Those moments!!
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UpstateNYUPSer(Ret)
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...or have them forwarded to the address in NY...
UpstateNYUPSer(Ret)
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I would have brought the first one up, knocked on the door, gone back down and got the next one....
9.5er
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Really, of all the "Those moments" in this thread this is the one you want to question. I have plenty of experience. I did everything right at this particular stop.
I didn't know this was the explain the whole whole stop process and we'll tell you what you did wrong thread. But thanks anyway.
UpstateNYUPSer(Ret)
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...other than have the packages forwarded to NY...
9.5er
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That was up to the clerk to figure out.
Can you read? If so did you?
9.5er
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Go away.
Covemastah
Hoopah drives the boat Chief !!
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I didn't know your situation and reacted , just sounded like something a rook would do!!
Hell I carried in cods to bridal shops till I learned the way !! Take no offense !
hey this is a friendly thread friend !! In no way was I bashing you, we all have had crazy experiences out here!
I didn't know your situation and reacted , just sounded like something a rook would do!!
Hell I carried in cods to bridal shops till I learned the way !! Take no offense !
Covemastah
Hoopah drives the boat Chief !!
Knocking the shiet outah someone's door when Lites are on and won't answer the doorbell. ,, getting mad then realize it's the wrong house !! Lol lol
FilingBluesFL
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I would in hopes of them going to somewhere on your route...
SCV good to go sir.
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As I park at the curb for my next delivery, I notice a little boy sword fighting the air with a stick. I proceed to make the delivery and as soon as I return to his line of sight, he notices at me and sprints towards me.
. o (Uh oh, I know exactly where this is going...)
"Brian where are you going? Come back here!" his grandma yells.
Said kid runs right in front of me, gets into his attack stance, and stares me down with the most mischievous smile.
Well I have always been one for horseplay and I'm not about to disappoint an enthusiastic kid. I grin, get into my own attack stance and hold my diad in my right hand. Suddenly visions of my boss telling me I need to start taking things more seriously flood my mind that culminate with the thought of her ripping me a new one if this kid gets hurt. So I let my guard down, sigh, holster my diad, and surrender by raising my arms in the air. "You win." I say with a smile.
BIG MISTAKE!
The little warrior had already registered that our play fight was going down. He fearlessly charges me and starts whacking at my legs with his stick while his horrified granny yells, "NO BRIAN! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Her words were useless, this kid only understood two words that are not part of the English language, "Lok'tar Ogar". I laugh as I start to jog away, kid follows me (still hacking away at my legs relentlessly) while his grandma continues to yell at him to stop.
The three of us stop in unison as I reach my package car, I turn around and face him. Kid understands that our duel is about to be cut off. He smiles back at me with a look that says, "This isn't over!". I give him my best "Looking forward to it little man!" smirk. Then he runs back to his grandma who is too embarrassed to even look at me.
Moments like these and and general fascination little kids have with us make this job awesome.
. o (Uh oh, I know exactly where this is going...)
"Brian where are you going? Come back here!" his grandma yells.
Said kid runs right in front of me, gets into his attack stance, and stares me down with the most mischievous smile.
Well I have always been one for horseplay and I'm not about to disappoint an enthusiastic kid. I grin, get into my own attack stance and hold my diad in my right hand. Suddenly visions of my boss telling me I need to start taking things more seriously flood my mind that culminate with the thought of her ripping me a new one if this kid gets hurt. So I let my guard down, sigh, holster my diad, and surrender by raising my arms in the air. "You win." I say with a smile.
BIG MISTAKE!
The little warrior had already registered that our play fight was going down. He fearlessly charges me and starts whacking at my legs with his stick while his horrified granny yells, "NO BRIAN! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Her words were useless, this kid only understood two words that are not part of the English language, "Lok'tar Ogar". I laugh as I start to jog away, kid follows me (still hacking away at my legs relentlessly) while his grandma continues to yell at him to stop.
The three of us stop in unison as I reach my package car, I turn around and face him. Kid understands that our duel is about to be cut off. He smiles back at me with a look that says, "This isn't over!". I give him my best "Looking forward to it little man!" smirk. Then he runs back to his grandma who is too embarrassed to even look at me.
Moments like these and and general fascination little kids have with us make this job awesome.
UpstateNYUPSer(Ret)
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"Kid, your grandmother is calling you!" (it really would have been that easy)
UpstateNYUPSer(Ret)
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ODS to center-----"Screen door fell off hinges when I tried to open it".
Response---"Call center ASAP"
Billy Ray
God, help us all.....
I hate that ......
A few years ago I was out blind. I had left the hand cart at a business at about 11am and didn't
realize I left it there till 3:30pm at the pick up. Pretty embarrassing to be asked by the guy if you've missed it
all afternoon and to respond with a look of "miss what?". I'm sure I looked as lost and frustrated as I was that day.
1BROWNWRENCH
Amatuer Malthusian
B-R-A-U-N perhaps German? just sayin'
bham brown
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That moment when you realize that there is nothing that Upstate doesn't know how to do better than every one else.
