Honestly, today at work was just depressing. I was trying to make up the distance between what I had earned so far this week, and what the budget requires from me. It was going at a snail’s pace, and I had time to think while I worked. Sunday’s are always a bit slow anyhow, but with the economy stalling as it is, we on this end feel it. High gas prices from below, smaller tips from above, and people either not ordering as much, or more people trying to Dash to earn, either way, fewer orders. And come on, some are just ridiculous. I had an order the other day from Home Depot clear down to Hyrum. The app told me there were 12 items in the order. It did not tell me that nine of them were fifty-pound bags of soil that I had to fit into a Nissan Altima. Thankfully the car is already in bad shape, because if it were new, that order would have been cancelld for me right there. Then, I got it all down to the delivery and the driveway of the house had a big Dodge pickup in it. Nice! Glad I could hep for minnimum wage earnings!
But, depression runs a lot deeper than being shit on at work. It is doing the wrong thing. I am not entirely in the wrong job, mind. I always thought courrier work would be fun since I saw the 1986 movie, Quicksilver, with Kevin Bacon. I do enjoy it as much as I thought I would back then, even though I am not on a bike. But getting so little for so much is a bit devistating. I want to open and operate my own photography business. I want it so bad I can taste it. (I have heard that is an effective thing to say for a job you want.) I want to work with people, taking portraits, exploring their ideas and mine, and having a steady stream of models. I cannot go places without seeing potantial images. Everything I see, I frame in my mind, or I pose someone in front of in my mind, thinking of how they would be dressed, what they might look like, the image they may want to convey. I want to hear people’s ideas, and have a catalogue of locations in mind and lighting styles, and so on. It is one of the good aspects of DoorDashing. I am always on the move, and always able to explore the catalogue.
I also love meeting the people I get to meet everyday. I have had some lovely experiences as just one of the many faces that go into their shops, being recocognized and greeted merrily like an old friend. Seeing other Dashers, some who don’t even speak much English, and being patted on the back and asked how I am doing. I really enjoy getting along with people, making them feel welcome, and like they are important. I really want to adapt that into my photo business, and get people going and happy in the same way.
Depression is also about the work I am doing for so little, and how much time I am taken away from my family, and my home. These are the things that mean the most to me. But I have to give them up to deliver food for a wage that is not even a wage at all because it is so inconsistent, and that is so little that it is embarassing. For example, laely I have been earning $15.08 an hour. Keep in mind I need to deduct from that the $4.50 a gallon fuel cost, the cost of things like the tires I am putting on tomorrow, and the monthly oil changes. There is insurance and any other maintenance, and I do need to eat, which often costs more because I am out and about, and it is not that easy to bring a day’s supply of food along sufficient for what is required when I suddenly find my blood sugars bolloxing up. Yeah, I would be lucky to be bringing home minimum wage after that.
So taking home so little for work that I kind of like, but it costing so much, including the best people in my life, it gets me down sometimes. Today was one of those times.
I know everyone has to deal with this to some degree. I would like to think there actually are people out there that don’t. I know that if there are, they maybe don’t like being around their family in the first place, they get time to go play racketball or golf. Maybe that person is just in the corporate mindset? Maybe they are lucky enough to be working in what they actually love? I don’t know. I enjoy a lot about what I am doing. Driving is good! I love seeing the city and discovering all the details of it. I really enjoy the people. It is iportant to me to be friendly, and to remember their names. I can still do this in my free-time after I get my own business going. But I need to put my talents to work for myself, not let them get pissed away by DoorDash. I cannot tell you how many times I have been told about other drivers who are impatient, and aweful people. DoorDash don’t care. You can be just about as aweful as you want, and still do it. So me being me is wasting myself in it. Yes, there is a better place for me. For sure!
I get to photograph the Farmer’s Market this summer. I look forward to that. It is a great time for me to get out and do some work that will hopefully bring up some business. I need my business cards ready in time. I hope. I really, really hope.

