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Monday, October 5, 2015
Delivery
I had to go to our restaurant straight after school today because my dad is in New York for a funeral. I usually go there anyways and sit there doing homework. My mom told me to pick up my sister after she got home from school and head to Wells Fargo to make a deposit, before heading to the restaurant. As I was about to leave, the phone rang. We take delivery orders, but I don't usually deliver them so I thought I was just going to take the order and wait until my mom got back from delivering it before leaving. When I picked up the phone, I noticed the Caller ID said Patient First. I started thinking that my mom would probably make me send it because I'm so used to going over there now. I heard the voice over the phone and thought, "That voice sounds familiar." I asked for the usual phone number and address, just in case the Caller ID was wrong. When I asked for the name, I realized that it was my doctor :D Of course then I would have to deliver because I know what he looks like. He gave me a $3 tip, which isn't much, but anything's better than that one tip I got a few months back. Next to our restaurant is the Nissan dealership. The owner orders from us frequently and my parents would send my sister and I over there when he orders because it's just a short walk. My sister would get the biggest tips from him, ranging from $2 to $5. My dad usually gets the least, I think the least was 25 cents. So one day I go over there to take him his order. He gave me 5 cents. A frickin nickel. :( :( :( A little while later, while I was talking about it with my mom, I remembered it wrong and said it was 50 cents, BUT my sister said, "Wasn't it 5 cents?" I froze and stared at her for a few seconds before literally facepalming and screaming, "IT WAS 5 CENTS OH MY GOD." From then on, whenever my mom asks me to deliver over there, I give her a look and mention that unforgivable excuse for a tip.
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