saturday night another driver couldnât find an address so he arranged re delivery.
Guess who gets it last night.
So I see the address⌠60 Arklay Street. Im an ex taxi driver. That address hasnât existed since Tannadice Park was built.
In 1910. Ok maybe the customer got the number wrong by a mistype. Could be 6 or 69. Check both numbers, no matching name.
So I phone the number provided. 3 times. No answer.
So by now Iâm of the opinion of this customer can sing for her supper and I head back to the store. Pack up, clock out. Go home.
Just as Iâm about to climb into my bed, I get a call from the call centre telling me to go and deliver. Now if it was Pitlochry or Inverbervie Iâd have told them to shove it but because itâs Dundee I say yeah ok, throw some clothes on and o back to the store. I also tell the call centre that if the customer calls she has to answer her phone so she can tell me where to go.
So Iâm in the store just about to head out in the van when the customer calls.
EXCELLENT! She can tell me where her house is!
So I ask her to tell me where 60 Arklay Street is and if she has the right number on her paperwork and she repliesâŚ
âOh Iâm at 80 Arklay Street, I kept on telling them that it was 80â
The idiots had only put the wrong number on her paperwork. It would also help if the customer answered their phone when they know they have a scheduled delivery. So I get to her house, deliver her stuff, we discuss what happened and I went back to the store, packed up AGAIN and went home.
And played some WoW and died to random fire druids.