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Driver Therapy": Why the four-legged recipients are the real MVPs.

We spend a lot of time on here talking about bad rates, bad merchants, and the GTA gridlock. But I wanted to share the one thing that actually makes this job worth it for me besides the money: The "furry" reception committees.

As a professional driver, I treat my routes like a business, but meeting the pets along the way is my version of therapy. Whether it’s a dog waiting at the window, a resident shop cat (shoutout to the one at Sweet Pea!), or even the occasional reptile—it’s the ultimate energy boost.

The Energy Reset: Even just 10 seconds of waving at a dog through a glass door or getting a quick "hello" from a pet can fix a bad mood after a frustrating pickup.

• The Interaction: If the owner allows a quick pet, it’s like a shot of caffeine for the rest of the day.

• The Connection: It reminds you that behind every delivery is a home and a story, not just a GPS coordinate.

To all the recipients who let us say hi to their pets: You have no idea how much that helps us keep going.

Me. Male 33 Toronto

Hey everyone, I’m pretty new to this. Still getting the hang of the whole flow—driving to the store, meeting the shop owners, scanning packages, and moving on to the next one. It’s been a bit of a learning curve, but I’m enjoying it so far.

Today I snagged an order that paid $33.00 for two pickups and three deliveries. Not a bad deal, right?
The first delivery was totally flawless. In and out, no issues.

The second delivery, though... let's just say it was "interesting." It was a beautiful, newly built neighborhood. I pulled into this nice stone driveway, grabbed the parcel, scanned it, and walked up to the door.

I rang the doorbell and immediately heard this high-pitched, screeching scream from way back inside the house. Honestly, it startled me so much I almost just left the package, took the photo, and bolted. But then the door slowly opened.

No one was there at first. The homeowner was actually hiding behind the door, just peeking at me.
Me: "Uh, hi... I have your delivery?"
Her: "Open it."
Me: "I really shouldn’t do that..."
Her (muttering): "Open it."

So, I slowly opened the parcel slowly, and she told me to dump the contents inside the house. Then, she pointed her bare arm toward the curb, telling me to take the empty envelope and throw it in the trash bin out there. I dumped the contents—which looked to be some 'pleasure tools'—and she handed me a $50 bill, said 'Thanks darlin’,' and slammed the door shut.

I sat in my car for a good few minutes just trying to process what happened before I could even drive away.

Safe to say that was the strangest tip I’ve ever earned. Has anyone else encountered a situation this awkward or bizarre while out on deliveries? I need to know I'm not the only one!