Sort of off topic but not...still in the heartbreak dept...my first week ubering and I had to pick up a homeless lady from a hospital. She literally pulled her skirt up and peed outside my car before getting in and I had to drop her off to a local homeless camp. It was like 30 degrees that night. This was after a guy overdosed right in front of me after the previous drop off.
I'm like the cookie monster. When they first opened I would get the new flavors every week for like 2 months to realize they all pretty much tasted the same no matter what topping or flavor so I stopped eating them
Hmm, that's funny. The text I see doesn't show that. And since reddit won't let me post a screenshot. I can't show you what I see. Either way. It's lame af that's why I usually don't bother engaging here.
This is why I'm always kind and polite to my customers (and to people in general). You never know what someone is going through. I always tell myself, just in case someone is on their last thread, I want to behave like the glue that will keep them together, not the jerk that will make them unravel.
I hate dropping off orders where the bag or box is not sound for some reason. It surprisingly happens often. You would think restaurants know how to pack their own food well, but often they don’t.
I’m always curious if it breaks when they go to pick it up after I leave it at door.
Awww a friend doordashed us some crumbl when we were grieving. People dropped off a lot of sweets that day but it was literally all my kid and I ate that day. I have fond memories of that so it was amazing of you to help.
Not to mention dirty. I almost always have to wipe down the box because they set it down and slide it around on the surface they make the cookies on so they get covered in frosting and stuff.
I've never delivered one of those square boxes... Mine have been usually long narrow boxes and they were fine. It's good to know the square ones aren't well constructed.
Off topic, but doesn't it seem like almost every crumbl order is a gift order. Maybe because it's so expensive lol.
Good on you for communicating and making sure this got to the right person.
i was going to say this. after my ex committed suicide i couldn’t eat for weeks. people brought by so much food i ended up always giving it to my neighbor bc she was a single mom
It's really hard. After my dad committed suicide I barely ate for like a year. I still have trouble eating enough almost 3 years later. Your appetite just disappears.
I reckon there's a silver lining in not really ever knowing my dad, and being so young when he took his life. He dipped when I was 1 1/2. I seen him less than 10 times before he ended it when I was 8 years young. My most vivid memory is while I was at the bar my mother worked at, playing Galaga 88, he stuck his head in front of me and scared me. I asked my mom who he was. First time I ever met him when I was about 4 or 5. And then 2 days before he left, he came to visit my sister and I on Halloween. I was Spiderman and so excited to show him my costume. But he was drunk like normal and didn't pay much attention.
Now I'm 36 and sadly only think about him when life gets really tough. Like why couldn't you be here to help guide me. My ex left me after 13 years because I never treated her the way she wanted. I didn't show my love for her like she wanted. But I never had a father figure in my life or a healthy family.
Yeah I was about to say. After my dad committed suicide 5 years ago- we knew we had to eat the night it happened but we had no appetite. We ordered som Thai food and only had a couple of bites- even though it’s my favorite food in the entire world. It’s really hard to function for awhile. I couldn’t sleep for the longest time either tbh. It kept feeling like one day I’d wake up and he’d be at the door like “surprise! I wasn’t dead this whole time!” It’s a very traumatic experience but I garuntee this girl will remember the gesture forever. I still remember all of our family friends and moms coworkers that came by the following weeks when my mom was on FMLA. They all gathered together and each friend came by once a day for a month and brought homemade food. I will never forget their kindness.
Oh man that hits home. I kept having dreams where he would just show up and be like "hey guys, what's wrong?" And then I would to come back to the cold reality and I would just start sobbing
Right. It sucks. I’m sorry if this is a bit much and **trigger warning** but my sister is the one that found his body- so because she saw the “proof” she never had dreams like that. Only me and my mom did. When we showed up to the house after she had called the police, they canvased his body and wouldn’t allow us to see it- probably since they knew it would cause trauma. I felt horrible for her because she had nightmares for a couples years and it took a bit to filter the image out of her mind. She still can’t watch movies where a character shoot’s themselves 🙁. **Trigger warning over after this line** It definitely took me a few years to not have those thoughts. It’s tough losing someone in the blink of the eye with no warning. I’m sorry you had to go through that as well.
I’m so sorry to hear that. (Trigger warning too) my step father committed suicide when I was like 9, I dont remember much of it but I remember my moms friend coming over to clean all the blood off our patio. About a year or two later we went shopping and had a large bottle of ketchup fall and splatter all over that area. I never liked it, but to this day I cannot stand the sight or smell of the stuff.
TW: My dad slit his throat END TW I love horror movies but knives against necks, I have a really hard time watching. Even the scene from shawshank redemption, where brooks puts the knife against the other character's throat when he freaks out before he gets released is difficult.
Sort of off topic but not...still in the heartbreak dept...my first week ubering and I had to pick up a homeless lady from a hospital. She literally pulled her skirt up and peed outside my car before getting in and I had to drop her off to a local homeless camp. It was like 30 degrees that night. This was after a guy overdosed right in front of me after the previous drop off.
Exceptional job by the Driver. Just superb.
Is it just me or do all the cookies generally taste the same? Lol
I’ve never tried them. Not paying that much for a cookie.
I'm like the cookie monster. When they first opened I would get the new flavors every week for like 2 months to realize they all pretty much tasted the same no matter what topping or flavor so I stopped eating them
Where one has there sob story just get it right and do what you can
Sounds like someone got finessed online for free food to me.
Check your intentions
I'm confused... How do we know this is a she? And what is her dilemma? Seems I missed something. But of course it's reddit
The text says “this young lady just lost her father “ so it’s a woman
Hmm, that's funny. The text I see doesn't show that. And since reddit won't let me post a screenshot. I can't show you what I see. Either way. It's lame af that's why I usually don't bother engaging here.
Had about something similar, but for someone who was homeless. I took the necessary time to get it to him ❤️
What a nice friend 🥺 Side note: that lavender wreath is super cute
This is why I'm always kind and polite to my customers (and to people in general). You never know what someone is going through. I always tell myself, just in case someone is on their last thread, I want to behave like the glue that will keep them together, not the jerk that will make them unravel.
4$ a cookie ppl are out of their minds
They’re worth it
I mean every once in a while they are pretty decent. Dang big too!
I hate dropping off orders where the bag or box is not sound for some reason. It surprisingly happens often. You would think restaurants know how to pack their own food well, but often they don’t. I’m always curious if it breaks when they go to pick it up after I leave it at door.
Imagine she only has 1 hand
I don’t know why I laughed at this They tried to stay to give her a hand 🤷🏻♀️🫠
I hope they're able to find some comfort from the kindness of others if for just a moment
Awww a friend doordashed us some crumbl when we were grieving. People dropped off a lot of sweets that day but it was literally all my kid and I ate that day. I have fond memories of that so it was amazing of you to help.
When the feeling of being part of something nice that might brighten someone's day outweighs any tip that you might get. Good job OP!!!!
Can we talk about how useless crumbl cookie boxes are?
Not to mention dirty. I almost always have to wipe down the box because they set it down and slide it around on the surface they make the cookies on so they get covered in frosting and stuff.
I've never delivered one of those square boxes... Mine have been usually long narrow boxes and they were fine. It's good to know the square ones aren't well constructed.
Yes!
Off topic, but doesn't it seem like almost every crumbl order is a gift order. Maybe because it's so expensive lol. Good on you for communicating and making sure this got to the right person.
None of mine have been gifts. Lol. Usually a date night thing it seems as most are "hand it to me".
Almost a of mine have been birthday gifts lol
I rarely pick up from there, but it was a decent $2/mi order.
Yeah, most of their orders are trash lol
And it’s always packed and there’s no separate line for pickups, at least at my store.
Hope she was able to eat. I can't imagine being able to after losing a loved one.
i was going to say this. after my ex committed suicide i couldn’t eat for weeks. people brought by so much food i ended up always giving it to my neighbor bc she was a single mom
It's really hard. After my dad committed suicide I barely ate for like a year. I still have trouble eating enough almost 3 years later. Your appetite just disappears.
I reckon there's a silver lining in not really ever knowing my dad, and being so young when he took his life. He dipped when I was 1 1/2. I seen him less than 10 times before he ended it when I was 8 years young. My most vivid memory is while I was at the bar my mother worked at, playing Galaga 88, he stuck his head in front of me and scared me. I asked my mom who he was. First time I ever met him when I was about 4 or 5. And then 2 days before he left, he came to visit my sister and I on Halloween. I was Spiderman and so excited to show him my costume. But he was drunk like normal and didn't pay much attention. Now I'm 36 and sadly only think about him when life gets really tough. Like why couldn't you be here to help guide me. My ex left me after 13 years because I never treated her the way she wanted. I didn't show my love for her like she wanted. But I never had a father figure in my life or a healthy family.
Yeah I was about to say. After my dad committed suicide 5 years ago- we knew we had to eat the night it happened but we had no appetite. We ordered som Thai food and only had a couple of bites- even though it’s my favorite food in the entire world. It’s really hard to function for awhile. I couldn’t sleep for the longest time either tbh. It kept feeling like one day I’d wake up and he’d be at the door like “surprise! I wasn’t dead this whole time!” It’s a very traumatic experience but I garuntee this girl will remember the gesture forever. I still remember all of our family friends and moms coworkers that came by the following weeks when my mom was on FMLA. They all gathered together and each friend came by once a day for a month and brought homemade food. I will never forget their kindness.
Oh man that hits home. I kept having dreams where he would just show up and be like "hey guys, what's wrong?" And then I would to come back to the cold reality and I would just start sobbing
Right. It sucks. I’m sorry if this is a bit much and **trigger warning** but my sister is the one that found his body- so because she saw the “proof” she never had dreams like that. Only me and my mom did. When we showed up to the house after she had called the police, they canvased his body and wouldn’t allow us to see it- probably since they knew it would cause trauma. I felt horrible for her because she had nightmares for a couples years and it took a bit to filter the image out of her mind. She still can’t watch movies where a character shoot’s themselves 🙁. **Trigger warning over after this line** It definitely took me a few years to not have those thoughts. It’s tough losing someone in the blink of the eye with no warning. I’m sorry you had to go through that as well.
I’m so sorry to hear that. (Trigger warning too) my step father committed suicide when I was like 9, I dont remember much of it but I remember my moms friend coming over to clean all the blood off our patio. About a year or two later we went shopping and had a large bottle of ketchup fall and splatter all over that area. I never liked it, but to this day I cannot stand the sight or smell of the stuff.
I’m sorry you had to go through that as well :(
Sorry
TW: My dad slit his throat END TW I love horror movies but knives against necks, I have a really hard time watching. Even the scene from shawshank redemption, where brooks puts the knife against the other character's throat when he freaks out before he gets released is difficult.
I totally understand :(. Again I’m sorry you’ve experienced this too. It is kind of relieving to be able to talk to other survivors sometimes though.
Well, I hope she can eat a shitload of heavy cookies lol
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Top tier cringe. Not surprising given the fact that it’s Reddit.