Just had my groceries delivered - must have been either the rudest or stupidest driver ever - or a bit of both.
I saw him pull up on my neighbour’s private driveway, over the road - blocking their garage.
But I know they try to group deliveries in similar areas together, wherever possible, to save time and costs, so I thought it must be just coincidence that my neighbour had bookings in the same hour, and he’d opted to go to them first.
But shortly after that thought - knock at the door! My groceries…
Me: “Oh, did they say you could park there?”
“No, I just thought that was 32, over there, because it’s next to 33” (Like many streets, we have odd numbers one side, evens the other, so I’m NOT next to 31 or 33).
“Oh. Well I hope they don’t get the pip about it!”
“Why’s that then?”
“Well, it’s private property, isn’t it? They might not be too happy about a lorry parked on their drive that has nothing to do with them.”
Sulkily: “Oh, alright, I’ll move it then.”
Then I misheard a couple of things he said (I don’t think I have MS-related deafness - just by chance I didn’t hear - or perhaps he mumbled).
After that, he treated me throughout the whole transaction as if I had an IQ of 50!
I hope they choose this time to send me the survey about: “How was our driver?” I’ll be having a few things to say.