Arriving at my 10am delivery to be told by the nice lady I'm a day late so we don't want it . My reply was very polite I pointed out it was obviously my fault as I'm a driver and male there for I have no defense, she lookedat me bust out laughing and asked if I would like a brew .
Nice one JP, do you have a suitably viable excuse for being late?
If not then absolution is yours: Just chant Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa, 5 times and you will be forgiven. Then just chuck her delivery on the pavement and drive off.
I'm on a half day, and at noon I will zoom out of the office and the weekend starts! Spending the weekend on the bike, with a load of IAM folk, hooning around the Highlands
Have you no imagination? undo the container locks, go for a nice long run up and give it the beans, when the best possible speed is achieved, turn hard to either left or right,(your choice), and accelerate even harder. Momentum will do the rest! Job done, goods delivered and you are free to go back to your depot, safe in the knowledge that you have delivered the goods as per your remit! Simples.
But I have to take the empty container back I did think of opening the doors backing up and stopping sharply but could not be arsed to open the doors. So I just took it back and went home
Thought i had locked bike keys under the seat, searched hi and low even looked for the spare and when returned Jayne had them as I had'nt shut the seat , pheew I just laughted at myself lol..
shower and 50 pence a can from Morison( tenner for 20 pack 440s) so I got a few packs. anyhow this was thankful with some music after little run out this morning ..