It’s been easily hard working as a delivery driver in a neighborhood that I don’t know, but half the time I cannot find the roads anywhere on the map
My whole family moved to the Bay Area and I was stuck with a decision; I had to transport with my family or find a venue of my own. I was 22 years old and not ready to be on my own. I told my mom and dad that I planned to go with them, but they seemed good with that idea, until the two of us arrived in San Francisco, but since the two of us arrived in the city, my dad has done nothing but hound myself and others to get a task. I applied everywhere and the only venue that offered myself and others a call back was a marijuana dispensary. They were looking for a delivery driver. I told the San Francisco marijuana dispensary director that I had just moved to the city. She asked myself and others if I could use the app on my iphone to find an address. I couldn’t tell if she was being sarcastic or not. It was hard to tell, because I had an interview over the iphone. The lady told myself and others that she would hire myself and others that day if I wanted to work as a delivery driver. I needed a task and money, so I said yes. It’s been easily hard working as a delivery driver in a neighborhood that I don’t know, but half the time I cannot find the roads anywhere on the map. I consistently find myself lost and resting on the side of the road. I am not easily sure if I am making money or not, then with the price of gas in sanely hi, I guess care about I am putting more into my tank than I am into my pocket.