Delivery Scam
Story by hellhoundswrath1 on SoFurry
The time someone tried to scam me
This is a true event that occured during my time as a delivery driver. Enjoy the bullshittery my lovely fluff balls =^.^=
It was around 1 o'clock on a warm August afternoon. It was one of those days where it was extremely hot. You know the days I'm talking about, the ones where it's so hot you feel the souls of your shoes melting as soon as you step foot onto the pavement.
On this particular day I was working at Jimmy John's trying to earn a meager living as a delivery driver. It was an average Thursday, plenty of deliveries that kept me and the other drivers buzzing in and out of the shop like the busy worker bees we were. At the time I was wrapping sandwiches on the line when I heard the printer sounding off with a new delivery ticket. I looked back at the opposite wall, where our delivery station was located.
“Sweet! DELIVERY TIME!" I chanted. I removed my gloves and started making my delivery. I walked over and tapped on the screen to see what I needed to take.
“Ok BBQ chips and a large coke." I muttered to myself. I kept repeating it and got what I needed. I filled up my drink, set it down on our delivery station. I was just about to bag it up when my general manager Jon, tapped me on the shoulder.
“You realize where that's going right?" he asked
I gave him a confused look and looked down at the ticket. I read the address and the name of the business. “Some retirement home. Why?"
He shook his head at me. “They have been trying to scam the hell out of us. Take a picture of the order and the ticket. That way we can nail their asses if they try anything."
I was still confused but agreed. I took out my phone and did as he asked. Little did I know just how bad their scams where. I finished packing up the delivery and ran out of the door. I ran to my car and flung open the door. I set the bag on the seat next to me and put the keys in the ignition. I turned the key and tried to start the car. Unfortunately all I heard was a series of loud clicks as the engine tried to start. “God damn it. Not this crap again." I popped the hood and got out of the car in a huff. I wiggled the terminals around and went back to the drivers seat. I turned the keys and the car started without a problem. “Thank god." I slammed the hood shut and hurried off.
I got down Monticello Avenue when I get a call from the shop.
“Hello?"
“Hey Tyler it's Jacob from the shop."
“Hey what's up?"
“Weird question."
“Weird answer." I chuckled
There was a pause before he spoke. “Did you take that delivery yet?"
“Um… no. I'm just about to turn into the parking lot now."
There was another pause. “Wait you haven't delivered it yet."
I gave a sigh of annoyance. “No. What the fuck is going on?"
“They just called and said that they hadn't gotten their chips."
This time it was my turn to pause. I thought I had misheard him. “Can you repeat that?"
“They called and told us that you hadn't given them their chips."
I started laughing like a madman. “Well no shit they hadn't gotten their chips. I haven't even given them their fucking sandwich yet. I mean what the fuck."
He couldn't hold back his laughter over the phone. “Listen fluffy, just deliver the sandwich and get back here. I have some fox nip for ya." He said in a joking tone.
I rolled my eyes and let out a short laugh. “Better have my damn catnip this time boy. Furball needs his sanity."
“See ya in a bit furball." With that he hung up.
I couldn't help but laugh as I threw my phone into the passenger seat and sighed as I turned into the wretched parking lot. I grabbed the bag and flung the door open and stepped out. I walked through the automatic sliding glass door and walked to the front door. The woman smiled at me with a clearly fake look.
“Oh good you have my order." She said with a snide tone.
It took every ounce of self control I had not to snap at her. My mind was racing with all of the things I wanted to say. I wanted to tell her to go to hell and not rip me off but I decided to be polite and courteous.
“Yes ma'am." I looked down at the ticket. “That will be $10.89." I tried to sound as professional as I could. I was hoping that my anger wouldn't shine through as it always seemed to do.
She smiled at me and said, “Ok sweetie. Here ya go." She handed me a crisp $10 bill and exactly .89 cents. I counted it to make sure it was all there and walked off without a word. I had already figured that I wouldn't be getting tipped.
She started then started yelling at me. “There should be a thank you attached to that you ingrate."
I was just walking out of the door when she said that. My hand flew up and hit the door with a loud thud. I turned and gave her a devilish grin. This woman has pushed me over the edge. “Oh I'm sorry. Where are my manners? Thank you for the gracious tip and for trying to scam us out of a bag of chips."
She looked at me with a shocked expression. “How did you…."
“How did I know? How do you think, they called me as I was pulling in." I snickered. I turned back around and walked out.
I got back to the shop and my GM walked up to me and put a hand on my shoulder. “Did you say something to the customer you just delivered to?"
I wasn't even going to hide what I had done. “Yep. That bitch deserved it."
He just shook his head and laughed. “Yeah she did."-------------------------------------------------------------