Wednesday, June 18, 2014

We have a new UPS guy.

Our regular guy who we had for seven years quit. He is going to drive big rigs for UPS and not deal with the package delivery. I think he is making a big mistake.

The new guy introduced himself today. I gave him a generous tip. He stopped by before he left for the day to pick up my stuff. Gave me his cell in case I have to call him.

We are going to get along just fine.

8 comments:

windbag said...

My neighbor drove a rig for UPS for something like 30 years before retiring. He drove overnight out to Greensboro, then turned around and drove back here. Super nice guy. He is one of the hardest working guys I've ever known. He was always out doing something. I have no idea when he ever slept. Some of the nicest people I've met in town work (or worked) for UPS. Anyhow, he made a good living doing it and retired before 60 (...age 60, not Sixty...I don't know if Sixty considers himself retired or not).

It's great when your delivery guy gives you his cell phone. My delivery guys always do. I feed them lunch and send them on their way with at least a drink. You gotta take care of the people who take care of you. If there's only one case of tomatoes on the truck and he's got two deliveries to go, you want to ensure that the next guy is going to be short a case, not you.

MamaM said...

Is that you on Santa's lap, windbag?

I've given our UPS guy a Christmas card with a gift inside but was under the impression UPS drivers don't accept direct tips. Maybe it's a midwest thing.

windbag said...

@MamaM, yes, when I was about 15 or 16. We were at the mall and a girl we went to school with said he's pay for the picture if I'd do it.

Don't ask me why, but I had my swimming goggles with me...and a whoopie cushion, which you can see in the picture, if it's enlarged. So, I put my goggles on, stood in line with the 3 and 4 year olds, and waited my turn. When I sat down, Santa was already chuckling, and when I let rip with the whoopie cushion, he just belly-laughed and exclaimed, "You're so crude." I don't think we could have crammed any more fun into our youth than we did.

ndspinelli said...

Mama, You're probably right. The Midwest has some real weird tipping ideas. Coming from the East Coast it was one of the many things I had to adapt. I think part of it is Midwesterners are cheap...err, frugal.

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...

Tips are never turned down in New York and Las Vegas.

Trooper York said...

Tipping just makes everything easier. If you give good tips you get good service. The only problem is that it is expected. But that's ok.

I feel it is not enough to just tip at Christmas. I always tip when they go out of their way. For example I tip our mail delivery guy on the truck. So he brings stuff to my house when the store is closed and will search for stuff and bring it out of his normal route.

I actually get good US Mail service but only because I pay more.

Dust Bunny Queen said...

UPS drivers, and FedEx guys have been our bestest buddies for quite some time since most of our purchases are on the internet or from outside sources. Since Amazon Prime, they are delivering at least 3 to 4 times a week to us. I LOVE Amazon Prime!

The guys know who we are, where we live (of course) but also what vehicles we drive and if they see us at the hardware store or elsewhere, they will go out of their way to stop and give us our packages, assuming that the packages aren't so large.

They ARE the hardest working guys. We see the main driver from 7am to 7pm or later driving around.

We tip, but generally once a year at Christmas, like MammaM. Most of the time the driver is just dropping off the packages. Placing them inside the workshop or at the back deck door and then.....woooooosh.....off to the next stop. Lots of driving because of the distances between stops.

Trooper York said...

As windbag can tell you it is a lot different if you are a business. It is very important that I get a delivery on Friday so I can sell over the weekend. So if my guy make sure that he gets to me first instead of someone else it is vitally important to me.

I generally only throw a twenty dollar bill at him which in New York gets you two beers. Or one beer and a sandwich. So it is not really a big deal.