I have been waiting for this moment…
July 17, 2007
Today our refrigerator and freezer were delivered.
I am a notoriously good tipper. If someone does a good job I have no problem showing my appreciation with a tip. When I went out to lunch with my mother-in-law, the server at the restaurant was exceptional. He went above and beyond in his quest not to kill or poison us with foods we can’t eat. And so I gave him a $10 tip on a $25 bill.
I have never had anyone deliver things to my house that I haven’t tipped. I wrote about this when my furniture was delivered and many people said that you don’t need to tip delivery people.
Today I didn’t give the delivery people a tip.
First off they backed their van up over my lawn, which in and of itself doesn’t bother me that much. But then the first guy asked to come inside and see where they had to be carried. As I walked him through the house he started complaining about the distance the kitchen was from the front door. Which is weird. And then he kept saying, “This is a huge job. Wow, this is a big job.”
I paid $200 to have these appliances “white glove” delivered into my house, don’t bitch at me. In retrospect, next time I will save my $200, buy a hand truck, and carry appliances into my house myself. And by myself I mean Rob.
Okay. So the second guy hears about the “big job” and has to come walking through the house to see where the kitchen is. As he starts in with the “big job” stuff, I turned to him and said, “Do you routinely encounter kitchens right next to the front door? Because I really don’t think this is unreasonable.”
And then they complained while they were doing the job. Pushed the appliances into their built-in alcoves without plugging them in and then when I called them on it said that the appliances had to “rest” for 2 hours before being plugged in. They didn’t level them, though I am not sure if that technically is part of their delivery job.
And so when they left I showed him the way out and said goodbye.
I don’t feel the slightest bit guilty about it.
A couple of hours later my son discovered that they left their toolbox here. I hope it is not an excuse to come back to my house and kill me in my sleep.
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