
I am not sure what attracted me to first becoming a courier but each day the job and the opportunities to be my own independent worker has left a great big smile on my face. The early start has never been my favorite aspect of the job but a quick coffee and bacon sandwich help to overcome the droopy eyelids.
My little office also known as my van feels like a home from home as I set off to the depot. The banter with the other parcel delivery drivers as we each get loaded up, never wanes. I sometimes think that some of my co workers would be merciless hecklers at a comedy event.
With my trusty electronic handheld device to my side I generally set off always expecting to be surprised. The early morning traffic can be quite dense so I target deliveries to houses or offices that are close. This way I can spend as little time as possible getting frustrated at the snail like pace of London.
I like to pride myself on being organized in these morning traffic jams and to always have a cunning back up plan if the main roads are packed with commuters. I often feel a satisfactory smile as I cut out the inevitable 5 mins of waiting on a main artillery road, with just a little bit of knowledge gleaned over the years of great shortcuts.
The first few drops, often too businesses, are quick and uncomplicated. The smiling receptionists can’t help but lift your day. The fact they are always there and ready for yet another parcel delivery is a bonus and the speed you can get round them is great. this is not always true of the householders, who sometimes vanish into thin air despite their demands for a delivery between 10 and 12.
The next part of the morning, more often than not involving drops to domestic residences, is completely different. The householders are often getting exciting deliveries they have been waiting on with eager anticipation. They often skip up the path with a cheery wave or greeting. Many times I have thought of myself as a daytime Father Christmas, although not quite as anonymous.
The job has also changed most recently with a number of householders using sites such as myparceldelivery.com to organize their own deliveries. I try to collect these parcels after I have made some room in the van.
By late morning or early afternoon as the van gets more empty my thoughts turn to going home. I have found over the years that by being diligent and spending a little extra time planning my routes for delivery and collections I can often get those sacred extra minutes that other delivery drivers would relish.
So I guess the question that is inevitably asked is, would you choose to be a courier driver again? After having many jobs and sort of falling into courier work this is easily the longest I have stuck at a job. Don’t get me wrong the occasional sour faced customer can put a dampener on anyone but for 90% of the time, I could not think of a better job.
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