There’s No Shame in Ordering Fast Food on Postmates
Lindsey Weber

As a Postmate, I have learned not to judge. Earlier in my Postmates career, I had a Chipotle order that only had to travel about 50 yards to the apartment building adjacent to the Chipotle parking lot. I was flabbergasted at how lazy/selfish people could be (they could have walked the 50 yards and donated that 4.99 to charity). but when I got to the drop-off, the girl who opened the door had a pretty terrible flu. I felt like an asshole for the rest of the day.