Okay, I have tried food delivery again in Logan, Utah. I went for a few hours, and earned something around $63. Then you take out the $20 in fuel I topped up again at the end of the night, and the food I had to buy totaling $15.97, and you are left with around $30. That was for about six hours of work, and there were no taxes paid on it, yet, so there’s that. It is not enough to keep a Chinese kid from jumping out his “school” window. Not on the relative economy, anyway. Color me unimpressed. I’ll need to get on with support and see what they want to register me with Utah for passengers, because unless I can pick them up, I am not going to make enough to pay the taxes on what I earn.
Then we will have to account for the wear and tear on the car. That will more than eat up the remainder of Uber ‘wages.’ Tips and wages, if you can believe that. I had a couple of fair tips tonight, but most of them were dire. The people of this area have no appreciation at all for what it costs to get them their food, and with a smile every time? I mean, wow! Around 90% of them are cheap as whores. I am very much not impressed. Yet, this also comes down to Uber and that they pay nothing for delivery fares. I mean, $2 for 2 miles? That can be from when I get the notification three miles away, which I have to include, then the two, then however far back to my rest spot. And the time adds up to 20 minutes or so with all the walking in and walking around, and sometimes finding the place. I went into a place today that was liminal spaces, with doors for apartments, doors for storage, and more doors for more storages, and they all had numbers on them, so if your apartment was 237, there were two or three other doors with 237 on them as well. Then, to top it all off, the place is a series of long straight hallways stacked on each other, and there were no stairs visible anywhere. I walked down one hall, then another, and finally out in between the buildings and passed yet another door before realizing that that one was out of place, so I checked the poorly colored low contrast sign, and it said “stairs” on it. There was me about to eat the food and go home and never sign in again with Uber. But alas, Wendy or whomever it was got her food left at (hopefully) the correct door!
Again, it was another night of meeting nobody. There was a girl who actually did meet me at the door and I thanked her for reminding me that there were actual humans ordering this shit. Well, I didn’t quit put it like that. But I thanked her because it feels a lot like some sort of prison meal service on the isolation ward. There is certainly no love in it. And that is sad, because I love what I do when I am doing food delivery. I love the meeting people part. Actually, I think I had this rant last night. Now I am going to have to go down tomorrow. See if the Super Bowl draws in traffic. I will try it. But if it is crap, I think I can write this off altogether till I get permitted to carry humans. That seems like it is more profitable. I’d like to try that. There might even be people involved in that. Who knows?
So, there is my summary of Uber Eats deliveries. It really is not worth it at all if you are not riding a bike. It is hard on the body, hard on the car, hare on the wallet, and doe not do much to replace what a person earns. The sooner everybody learns that, and starts refusing anything unreasonable, the better. We could all do with more money. You can’t expect these Utahns to pick up the slack on the wages and actual cost to deliver. They believe themselves to be adopted into the House of Israel, and literal Israelites. (Why not Israelis, I don’t know!) They are cheap, but they are not funny. So, close!
Next trick is to make some things in the shop and see if I can sell anything at those markets coming up. Maybe that will help fund food.