In reading the thread about calling for delivery/ delivery problems, it reminded me of my worst delivery to date, and I thought it would be fun to share and see what stories others have.
Receive an order to go to a very rural area, that no one around delivers to. Decided to take it on my way home which I tell myself, but is never really true, usually way the heck out of my way, but I am a slow learner.
So I head out and knew I was in trouble when I turned on to the red dog road to Deliverance, where barb wire marked with flags showed the steep drop/edge of the road. It is already getting dark. No one on this road believed in marking the houses and I now think it's because they are in the witness protection program. I finally choose a house with a big picture window, and no curtains, and go down to knock on the door. No one is around it seems so I knock on the door and within a second the biggest most vicious pack of dogs I have ever seen leap and claw and snarl at the picture window I am standing in front of, startling me so badly, I instantly panic and run off the porch. I though they were coming thru the window. Now I know why there were no curtains. Being a slow learner I proceed to the next house. As I pull in I am greeted by a large sign on the barn by the driveway, that says trespassers will be shot and dragged off the premises, and two more signs that say beware of the owner and one the shows you looking down the barrell of a pistol, saying we shoot first. I leave the car lights on so I can see and get out. Undeterred, I walk past the pick up truck with the shotgun rack (and two guns) in the back window. Now I admit my confidence is lacking a bit but I have a delivery to make, so I go up to the house, cross over a narrow rickety foot bridge, and go up to the door. It is an enclosed sunporch and when I knock, a german shepard comes out of nowhere and lunges at the door, scaring me again. the whole sunporch is shaking as he repeatedly jumps against it. I set the arrangemnet on the step and begin to run thru the yard back to the foot bridge when out of nowhere comes a black billy goat who is running straight at me with it's head down, maiking a bleating noise I didn't know goats were capable of. It chases me down throught the yard, and across the bridge, and the stupid dog is still barking and growling. I am hoping at this point not to fall off the bridge and on a dead run to my car. All the while I am waiting to be shot. I get in my car and take off, the goat stops at the driveway or I was going to run him over. Then I start crying like the sissy I am. and when I went back to the shop I took the whole dam@ road off my delivery area.
Receive an order to go to a very rural area, that no one around delivers to. Decided to take it on my way home which I tell myself, but is never really true, usually way the heck out of my way, but I am a slow learner.
So I head out and knew I was in trouble when I turned on to the red dog road to Deliverance, where barb wire marked with flags showed the steep drop/edge of the road. It is already getting dark. No one on this road believed in marking the houses and I now think it's because they are in the witness protection program. I finally choose a house with a big picture window, and no curtains, and go down to knock on the door. No one is around it seems so I knock on the door and within a second the biggest most vicious pack of dogs I have ever seen leap and claw and snarl at the picture window I am standing in front of, startling me so badly, I instantly panic and run off the porch. I though they were coming thru the window. Now I know why there were no curtains. Being a slow learner I proceed to the next house. As I pull in I am greeted by a large sign on the barn by the driveway, that says trespassers will be shot and dragged off the premises, and two more signs that say beware of the owner and one the shows you looking down the barrell of a pistol, saying we shoot first. I leave the car lights on so I can see and get out. Undeterred, I walk past the pick up truck with the shotgun rack (and two guns) in the back window. Now I admit my confidence is lacking a bit but I have a delivery to make, so I go up to the house, cross over a narrow rickety foot bridge, and go up to the door. It is an enclosed sunporch and when I knock, a german shepard comes out of nowhere and lunges at the door, scaring me again. the whole sunporch is shaking as he repeatedly jumps against it. I set the arrangemnet on the step and begin to run thru the yard back to the foot bridge when out of nowhere comes a black billy goat who is running straight at me with it's head down, maiking a bleating noise I didn't know goats were capable of. It chases me down throught the yard, and across the bridge, and the stupid dog is still barking and growling. I am hoping at this point not to fall off the bridge and on a dead run to my car. All the while I am waiting to be shot. I get in my car and take off, the goat stops at the driveway or I was going to run him over. Then I start crying like the sissy I am. and when I went back to the shop I took the whole dam@ road off my delivery area.
