I’ve dozens of things I could complain about starting with my job. I know everyone hates their job, at least most people, I know I do. Start time 4am until God knows when ever, most likely after sun down. Possibly after sixteen hours.
My supervisors are complete idiots. There’s nothing worse than working for someone who has an IQ equal to the room temperature. They make it hard working in the delivery business. Wine and spirits, you would think I’m the guy everyone is excited to see, in most cases yes, but with certain special people, no. God help these special souls, they are the most dysfunctional ones of society.
Customer service at my job is extremely interesting. Number one, trust no one. This industry is a shady. You cant even trust your bosses, they cheat and steal, trying to leave you out to dry, taking the blame. Store owners either try to steal, or bribe you into selling them extra product off the record, if you know what I mean. Don’t forget about liquor store patrons, they are the worst. I have many colorful stories to tell about these special people. I remember one time a guy was on the run from the police, hopped onto my truck, and asked me to hide him for $200. Of course I told him “Get the hell off my truck!”
Yeah, ill admit I hate my job. The pay is good though, it’s the only reason I continue this crazy job. Yeah…I’ve got a list of complaints, but doesn’t everybody?…
M Spade 
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