After being unemployed for nearly a month and a half, I found a job as a delivery rider at a local delivery station in mid-August. I have to admit that food delivery isn’t easy either.
The first problem is that there are fewer orders and
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August 24
Today I got pulled over at a police checkpoint because I had covered my license plate to avoid a fine. Those cop thugs are so hated—they deliberately set up an inspection at an intersection during rush hour, and even specifically asked whether the car was rented. Along the way, one of them warned me that I’d be fined if I did it again. I almost slapped him across the face.
What does this mean? I haven’t done food delivery myself, so I don’t really understand. Also, I hope Ghost will interact more with the other comrades on the forum. A dark wind of going to school has been blowing through the forum lately, and there is an urgent need to launch a vigorous ideological struggle.
These days, many police officers use the pretext of being licensed and on duty to specifically inspect and seize electric bikes that violate traffic regulations. Delivery workers, afraid of being late, commit violations far more often—enough to meet the threshold for having their bikes impounded. As a result, the police specifically target delivery workers’ electric bikes, seize them, and resell them as secondhand vehicles.
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Shameless bandits—they’re only good for throwing their weight around in front of the public; otherwise, they have no real ability. They rob people under the banner of security, utterly disregarding the public’s lives and well-being. The same thing happens in the city where I live: once the entire leadership team is arrested for corruption and a new leadership team takes office, the government launches a massive robbery. It has even become a tradition!
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It went straight to Africa, lmao—huge profits without investing a cent.
August 25
It rained while I was delivering food today. Since I hadn’t prepared for the rain, I got completely soaked and was forced to take shelter in a shopping mall. I saw many delivery workers still out riding in the rain in their rain gear, and it made me feel that earning money these days is really difficult. The working conditions are absolutely terrible. After hiding in the mall for too long, the station manager started urging me to go back online. Protective gear like this should be provided by the delivery station, but now it has all become an expense for the delivery workers themselves, while the station manager only has to sit back and count the money.
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The site owner is just a dog; behind him are even bigger capitalists and Chinese revisionists.
Back when I was living like a spoiled rich kid, I’d sometimes order takeout. I really was such a scumbag.
August 27
I was delivering food today when I got an order to a construction site. Because of the rain, the unpaved road there was muddy and slippery, and I fell flat on my face. Now I have to spend money repairing my vehicle. It poured the whole time, and the repair bill is about equal to what I earn in a day. Delivering food isn’t easy—you have to keep an eye on the road while also fighting fatigue and dealing with bad weather.
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Hi, Ghost. Have you talked with any other delivery couriers lately? Judging from what you’ve described, are you a dedicated delivery rider? If so, I imagine you’d have better opportunities to interact with other riders, right?
I’m a dedicated delivery rider, but for some reason, I rarely run into other riders on the way to make deliveries. Even when I do, it’s usually while we’re waiting at traffic lights or waiting for an order. Everyone is in a hurry to deliver their orders, so there’s very little conversation. When we do talk, the only thing I’ve learned about them is their working hours. These days, many dedicated delivery riders are working ten to twelve hours a day. They come from all sorts of backgrounds: there are the so-called “spirited young guys,” middle-aged people who have lost their jobs, and even some who look like they’re just out there doing it for fun. I’ve noticed that the number of female riders in the business district where I work is steadily increasing. I wonder what kind of phenomenon this is.
Is it because unemployment is so severe that women have an even harder time finding jobs, leaving them with no choice but to flock in greater numbers to food-delivery platforms that don’t restrict who can sign up as a rider?
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Apart from chance encounters on the road, there should be plenty of other opportunities to make contact, right? The service area for dedicated deliveries is fixed, so there should also be shopping malls or shops near you where couriers often wait for orders. If you spend time there, you’ll have opportunities to talk to people. You can also simply ask whether they’re affiliated with this station and build up connections with them. These days, delivery workers are indeed generally working longer hours, and they also come from fairly diverse backgrounds.
I’m finding it a bit difficult because it’s currently the off-season for food delivery, so the pay per order is low. My interactions with the couriers usually don’t last more than a minute or two, since they’re in a hurry to make their deliveries and I’m in a hurry to make mine as well. The delivery area covered by my station extends roughly five or six kilometers and includes residential, industrial, and commercial areas. On top of that, I’m exhausted from putting in long hours every day. I’m constantly making deliveries and haven’t really had much opportunity to interact with anyone else.
There should be some kind of group chat for the delivery couriers at the site, right?
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August 30
It’s been raining for several days in a row lately, and making deliveries has become exponentially more difficult. If you ride too fast, it’s very easy to skid.
Yesterday, I had a delivery to an internet café that really left an impression on me. I’d never delivered to this café before, and the only information I had was its name and location. At first, I thought it was a street-side internet café, but it turned out to be inside a shopping mall. When I arrived, no one answered the phone, so I asked at the front desk and delivered the milk tea directly to his computer. When I opened the door, I found that he was actually playing a game with his girlfriend. Seeing this made me incredibly angry—he’d rather focus on whether they won or lost the game than answer my calls.
One delivery was to a villa community. I’ve noticed that people in villa communities all seem to have something wrong with them. Either they don’t answer the phone, or, when they do, they speak in an extremely arrogant tone. On top of that, you have to walk into these communities, which are practically like fortresses. It takes forever just to find the right road and house number.
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September 1
There was a torrential downpour today. Even wearing a raincoat was barely any help—the rain ran down my collar and into the lining, leaving me soaked through and a little hypothermic. These days, the platform enforces delivery times extremely strictly. Although it does allow extra time during heavy rain, that small extension is just a drop in the bucket, and visibility was severely impaired by the weather.
On the way, I noticed an ambulance stopped by the roadside. After asking around, I found out that a delivery worker had been riding too fast in the rain and gotten into an accident.
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September 5
I recently heard that, in order to enhance its core competitiveness, the platform had shortened delivery times. Delivery times that used to be over 30 minutes had been reduced to just over 20 minutes, which often causes me to exceed the time limit during the lunch and dinner rushes because I have to wait for elevators. In the afternoon, while resting at the station, I heard that a parasite from our station had become the legal representative of a certain company. He basically had to do nothing for a month and could receive tens of thousands, while his annual income, including commissions, could even reach ten million. Meanwhile, most food delivery workers like me brave the wind and rain and can earn at most five or six thousand a month. Hearing this made me furious. I thought to myself: Why? Why can these parasites earn more than ten thousand a month without doing anything, while we work ourselves to the bone and can only make five or six thousand, barely enough to get by?
It rained heavily tonight. One of the orders was to be delivered to a park. After I put the food in the delivery locker, the customer called me a while later and said that the locker would not open. I first told him to contact customer service. Later, the customer called again and said that the locker still would not open, so I had no choice but to go over and see what was wrong. It turned out that the customer had mistaken the locker. I was completely speechless. But there was nothing I could do— a complaint or a bad review would result in a deduction of several hundred yuan, so no matter how dissatisfied I was, I could only choose to remain silent.
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I’ve also encountered many parasites who can’t even figure out how to open a food-delivery locker, and they’re all incredibly infantilized, as if calling the courier could solve every problem. In fact, it’s very easy to call customer service and have them open the locker. These people are extremely selfish and unwilling to do anything themselves.
Are you in a major city? I don’t know what the consequences of late deliveries and bad reviews are like where you are. That actually depends on the specific balance of power in the end. At the station where I used to work, late deliveries and bad reviews basically stopped having any impact; at least, they no longer resulted in direct deductions from our pay.
Actually, I used to have some misguided ideas about bad reviews too. I thought that if you were a little more careful when speaking to customers and had a better attitude, maybe you could avoid them. But the truth is, when those selfish customers give you a bad review, if someone is determined to condemn you, they’ll always find a pretext. You can just say directly what you’re dissatisfied with; as long as you don’t use profanity, there
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