Hey, It's Me and Yes, I'm Crying In An Amazon Van... Again
Dear Reader, It's the middle of March and I have been working as a Delivery Associate for Amazon since December 20th. I've gone from being the last one to return to the station, to well, not being the last one. I'm not that much faster, it's just that there are new people who have been hired and I am no longer the slowest. Winter was rough. I literally picked the darkest, coldest, and most awful weather to drive and walk in to start. I've gotten stuck in multiple driveways and only one time did I need help getting out (I had gotten so deep in the snow, the owner of the driveway ended up using an entire bag of salt and a shovel to help me out). Having grown up in the country, with a 1/4 mile long dirt driveway that was rarely plowed in the winter, the need for help was embarrassing. In my third week of delivering, I was sent to an area that was congested, with no driveways, no shoulders, two lanes of traffic, and plenty of roads that started going east and ...