ateolf | the biggest fucking idiot ever!

i was woken up this morning by a call from Camy...Richard was sick and had to go to the hospital and she asked me to come in for an hour durring lunch...so i drug myself out of bed and went...it wasn't busy at all...i made a total of four deliveries (she almost let me go before the last two, but i was like "can't i take one more run?" as it would've sucked leaving and having only made two deliveries...) here's what went down for the last order: it all started when he called, i was the one that also happened to have taken the order...after he gives me the phone number:
"okay, 91 N Belvedere #8?"
"no, that's #7"
"okay then, so that's 91 N Belvedere #7? what will you be having? ..."
then i'm taking the order, i go to 81 N Belvedere #7...the guy that lives there didn't order anything...well maybe it was the apartment number he originally told me so i went upstairs but they didn't order either...so i call him back:
"now you're at 91 N Belvedere...?"
"no, that's 190"
"okay, 190 N Belvedere #7?"
"right"
SO, i go looking for that before i quickly realize that there is no 190 N Belvedere...it ends just before it gets there...so i call back again and this woman answers and tells me he's outside
"well could you tell me where 190 N Belvedere is?"
then she proceeds to tell me that it's not on Belvedere, it's on Auburndale...190 N Auburndale #7...and THEN i get there and the motherfucker doesn't even give me a fucking tip...the order was like $9.68...
"i just have a 20, could i get a 10 back?"
CUNT! i had two 10s...and even three 5s...i would have given him ten 1s had i not only had nine...so i gave him a 5 and five 1s...'cuz he's a fucking cunt...i REALLY wish i had thought to say
"sir, you gave me the wrong address TWICE...i've been driving around looking for the wrong places...the least you could do is give me a tip..."
oh well...i hope he fucking chokes on that 12" sandwich w/ cheddar, mozarella, turkey, and roast beef (nothing else on it at all...) and not only did this fucking cretin tell me the wrong address twice, but he even corrected it twice...but he was too fucking stupid to handle more than one variable at one time, i guess...and the fact that it was already in the computer as 91 N Belvedere #8 makes me think that he called before giving EVERY single fucking part of the address wrong...the apartment number, the address number, and the fucking street...i guess i'm done here...Camy did give me $10 just for coming in...that's cool...

oh yes, i had also meant to say that everyone, now knowing where this bastard lives, should go to his apartment and break a bunch of stuff...and/or spread feces around...and those out of towners could simply mail him dead rats or something along those lines...thank you for your time...