I have to apologize for my short entry the other day. A.... went home sick and we had to scramble to cover it. She left her bag behind after I asked, without it I wouldn't have anything to carry mail in! She didn't want to, when your job depends on a messenger bag it's an ordeal to leave it behind.
I've had a lot of headache with route information and just about walked my poor feet off yesterday (Wednesday). My phone won't dial out for me at all, no matter what I do. Thank goodness I carry a cell of my own, otherwise I'd be completely lost.
Yesterday as I was unloading my li'l' green bag I stabbed my right hand with a sharpened pencil I kept in there for exams winter term. It bled a bunch and luckily I was at HQ with some downtime and a first aid kit close at hand (a heh, heh). I just took a picture, it's still sore. I'm starting to get my writing callouses back too.
I like the responsibility, trust and freedom associated with this job. Here in LO there isn't much eyecandy but more free time to write and people are pretty friendly. With things going the way they are, I'm going to call Nature Boy today and see if it's possible to get him a job too.
Another thing I'm going to do, most likely starting Monday (if I'm alone) is to take little polls, a new question every week, possibly even recording answers and releasing podcasts as the time goes on. We'll see.
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B route was on the light side today... Only one special order on the phone, a dropoff, thus I didn't need to check my inbox, just mark it off. Two other pieces of mail and my schedule. I got an address wrong and walked eight extra blocks, but still ended up with an hour to kill. April'd finished her on-demand for the time being, so we met in Pioneer Square and decided to get miso soup after sitting at the Portland Coffee House for a few minutes. We walked across the street and got two bowls of miso soup, green tea and left a 25% tip for $5 total! Yum.
Did an exchange, a pickup and dropped everything off with R... I'd already eaten, so walked to the Central Library and looked at a puppet display on the 3rd floor before finding a nice spot on a south-facing windowsill to sit, across from the occult section. Which isn't allowed (sitting on the windowsill, not the occult section) apparently.
I've made myself a little desk. They gave me a manilla envelope with my phone, I put my book and a pad of paper in it and folded it in half. Papers I need or have used go in the fold and I keep my current route info rubber banded on the outside. It's great, any time I need to write things down I pull the whole thing out and fish for a pen. I think I might bring materials to make a more permanent one with me as time goes on... find a darning needle, cut some bike tubes. Tile samples to stiffen.
A good day, lots of caffeine (enough for a headache) but I managed to pull my teabag out of the jar quick enough that the Earl Grey isn't too bitter cold (somehow bitter doesn't bother me when it's hot).
I'm attempting to be the politest messenger ever when I have the time. Stopping to talk to people when I have a moment (though refusing to give change or sign petitions), holding doors open for the next person, "please" and "thank you". Always.
I saw another unicycle today, on the MAX. Not amored, though. Just glad I caught a glimpse.
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