speeding up the job

Got thinking today as I walked a goddamn couple of light years to deliver mail. I'm able to handle it and thensome, but it still sucks the life out of you to do it every day. Just need to get in better shape and recover my muscles since honestly working at my previous jobs, I never walked a lot, lifted a lot yes, walked, no, so my leg muscles were never put through much work and didn't build up a resistance to the strain.

I mean, would I prefer working somewhere else, damn straight, but I DO like going at my own fucking pace. The horror stories you hear about CCA being pressured to get the mail delivered by a certain time, not so at this spot. They're just concerned with the shit getting shoveled apparently. That's good. I do my best at it, but if I need to rest, I rest, not going to go insane with this shit.

I'm hoping to improve it over time. Buy an electric moped, jack it up with tons of baskets to hold the mail and packages, then just breeze through the route in no time at all.

YEP.

Ya see, that's what we smart guys do. We take a job like this that's STUPID and we try to make it actually SMART.

If the postal force was intelligent, they'd not hand packages to the foot carrier. We have enough to worry about with the goddamn packs of letters. to struggle to get rid of bags and boxes as well is a pain in the ass and of course. It's fucking impossible to keep track of where the packages are supposed to go because when you put them in the cart, all the addresses are obscured so you have to have xray vision to figure out what goes where. And you can't. So you have to make a choice as you go and decide to take care of the letters first and worry about the packages later. Total time waster.

I'm going to use my hoverboard thing to help me get rid of the packages first since honestly they SHOULD be given off to the truck people unless they're letter sized. I should not have to carry any goddamn boxes with me to deliver them when the truck people can get it done faster than I can any day. But this job is DUMB.

I don't mind it though. I KNOW deep down that I can augment my position there and make the job fast easy cash.

One day I experimented with the idea of using the hoverboard to deliver the packages first. It worked. Once the packages were gone, the rest of the route was cake.

Today I didn't bring the board with me, so of course I had to juggle the packages and the letters at the same time, and it was a nightmare to do.

So yeah, I got to say, despite my life being in the gutter and having to shovel people's shit all day, I can improve this job and make it work out for me. What are my intentions? Don't really have one. Just want money, see how that whole thing works out for once. I've NEVER had money money money. So to finally be in a position to have it, is a welcome one indeed and I look forward to getting nice things with it, that's all really...