I'm not having a great day today.
Two of the paper delivery customers that I deliver to called. One because of accidental paper deliveries when they were meant to be on stop, and the other because I forgot to mark off that she'd paid last week and she was billed for two weeks this week because of this.
It was two simple mistakes, but because Sean answer the phone for both of the calls, I've been getting lectures and bitched at about it all. Apparently, the two customers complained that if it happened again, they'd stop getting papers delivered and just go to the store to buy it themselves. For some reason, I don't believe they'd have actually said that. But, just to be safe, I think I'll knock on their doors at some time tomorrow and apologize for the mistakes. Surely they're not heartless enough not to forgive me for a simple mistake. It's not like I do it all on purpose now, is it?
It's understandable because of all of this why his kid wouldn't want anything to do with him. On the 24th December, I heard from one of the paper customers that the kid is apparently 13 years old now. He apparently dated this customer's daughter in the past, and he apparently abused her. That doesn't surprise me at all.